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I met the widow by accident at a shopping centre in a large country town in the north of the state. I was on my way from the shops to the carpark when this lady in front of me took a fall. All I did was respond in the usual gentlemanly way. When I had retrieved her and her shopping, and got her to her car close by, I could see that though not hurt she was a bit shaken up by the accident. While initially she was a bit reluctant, and maybe a little embarrassed too, I got her to agree to have a cuppa with me back inside the shopping centre.

In the course of a conversation that became more relaxed as we went along I found her name was Glenyce. She was in her early fifties, looking very good for her age (leading me to believe she must have been a beauty in her youth). For her part she was interested in the fact that I was a regular work visitor to her town. Looking back on the conversation, with the wisdom of hindsight, we probably in all innocence told each other too much too quickly. This has not been any great problem, just a simple observation.

Glenyce was telling me about her domestic repair and cost problems since her husband had died just over a year ago. When she told me she was going to have to get a plumber in to have a look at the sprinkler system I offered to help. At first she was a little hesitant because she thought she was putting me to too much trouble, but I convinced her that I was only sitting bored witless in my motel between my work rosters.

I arrived fairly early that afternoon to do the job. She had a very pleasant home on the side of a hill with a great view of the river and city from the front veranda. The back yard was lush with trees and shrubs sheltering the rear and side fence lines. A lovely patio was on the back of the house, built in on three sides by the main house structure. It looked to be an ideal relaxation area, sheltered, private, and hidden from the view of the neighbours.

Glenyce showed me to her dead husband's tool shed. He must have been a very orderly guy because everything was in its place, hung on shadow boards, or laid out in drawers and boxes; just a bit dusty from non use. It seemed to give Glenyce and I a bond that I was impressed by his gear and the way he had looked after it. The sprinkler system was nothing too dramatic to fix; just a bit overgrown in spots, with silt clogging the filters in the pop up heads. It was very pleasant stripped off to a pair of jogging shorts, getting some sun on the body, while doing a simple task in someone else's back yard.

A couple of hours later Glenyce was really happy that a test of the sprinklers showed that they were all working well. All that was needed were a few minor adjustments while Glenyce controlled the power supply. I ended up a bit wet and she provided a towel. It was when she went inside to put the kettle on that I made the move which turned out to be the most significant catalyst in this enduring relationship. I simply took off my shorts and jocks, spread the towel out on the patio, and lay face down in the sunshine. To say Glenyce, when she came out onto the patio carrying a tray with the tea, was shocked at my nudity was an understatement, even though she could only see my backside.

So we had a very interesting discussion about her lack of experience with nudity and naturism. In fact she hadn't even seen much of her husband nude! But at least she agreed I wasn't offensive, merely a surprise. At the end of the day we had learnt some interesting things about each other; and she accepted my offer to come by later the next morning to do a few other jobs for her.

Next day the weather was just right for sunbathing. I was a bit more organised having brought my own beach towel and so forth. At the end of my odd job session I suggested to Glenyce she join me on the patio. After some debate she reluctantly agreed, arriving with a towel wrapped around her, laying quickly face down so I wouldn't see anything; but at least she was nude. I let us both relax and we just chatted as we soaked up the sun. After a while I got up and told her I was going to put some oil on her to prevent her getting burnt.
Initially she was tense to my touch, but kindness and care won the day. I had decided not to push her too far too fast. She had a nice body, and I did a fairly sensuous massage down her back and along her bum and legs. But I let it go at just that, a nice sensuous rub down.

It was the third day repeating the previous day's sunbathing before I got to see the other half of Glenyce's body. I again suggested some oil and overcame her objections to the fact that yes she could obviously do it herself. So I started my massage high up on her chest, talking sweet talk about her body, gently rubbing oil into her nice sized breasts, taking pleasure from the hardening of her nipples, desperately getting her to relax, convincing her that the eroticism of the situation was good. I worked my hands down her belly setting her nerve endings on fire. Keeping one hand moving on her stomach muscles I let the other drift into her pubic hair towards her sex. I kept moving on, down her thighs, calves, feet and toes. When I stopped she opened her eyes and looked at me. "You've got great hands,” she told me, adding that it had been years since her man had touched her sensuously like that. "Why don't we do more?" I suggested. Then she admitted she was terrified, that she hadn't been intimate with anyone since she became a widow, and her husband hadn't made love to her for some time before he passed away. "Lay back and let's make up some of your lost time" I responded.

I put a pillow from a chair on the patio under Glenyce's bottom. "Now for a real massage to restart our relationship" I told her. This time I was far more sensuous with my hands, spending much time on her breasts, exciting her nipples. Her belly this time only served as path to her brown haired pubes. My hands now lingered in her hair, stroking through to the flesh beneath, running along the outside of her sex slit to the cleft between her legs. Her legs parted just a little. I knelt there beside her, one oil coated hand maintaining the massage on her breasts and belly, the other rubbing from the top of her pubic hairline to as far as the crease between the cheeks of her backside. I kept this movement going for quite some time, before letting my middle finger extend into the slot of her labia on each pass of my hand. My finger went slowly deeper and deeper into her with each pass. Then without warning I rested my hand on her clitoris, and gave it a few strokes with my fingers. Her body twitched with an electric nervous shock.

I continued to gently tease her hard nipples with one hand. With the other I stopped my movement up and down her sex. Now I started to insert a couple of my fingers past her swelling labia into her vagina. The pillow under her bottom certainly facilitated this finger fuck. Glenyce seemed to be relaxed, and willingly submitted her body to my sexual m*****ations. Now the rhythm of the sex act took control of my hands. While my fingers fucked into her vagina I let my thumb rub back and forth over her clitoris. It took a long time to get her there but as last she began to cum. "Let it go, let go" I urged her. "Come on Glenyce, fuck my hand, fuck it with your cunt" I encouraged her. "Cum, cum, cum" I softly chanted to her. She did. With a rush she let go and ground herself against my fingers, her vagina clutching and gripping at them, moisture flowing from her.

She sighed and relaxed. "How embarrassing!" she said. "How beautiful!" I replied.

I parted her legs and knelt between them. I lowered my mouth to the outside of her pussy. "What are you doing?" Glenyce asked. "I'm going to make you cum with my mouth" I told her. She told me that I couldn't, that people don't do that, that it was dirty, and so forth. My response was to ignore her speech and to begin to lick the juice from her pussy. Her aroma was stimulating and I dipped my tongue deeply into her. Her hands clutched at my head trying to pull my face away from her. I wrapped my own hands around her thighs and up over her belly to grasp her nipples, to tweak and tease them while my face was buried in her sex. I gently sucked her clit in and out of my mouth. Glenyce began to rock herself against me. I began to lightly nibble her clit. She went crazy, thrashing herself around on my face, suddenly cumming in a passionate frenzy, holding my head onto her cunt with her hands, fucking her gushing cunt against my mouth and tongue and nose. In a great grunting groaning spasm she reached her peak, then slumped back on her towel, her legs flopped apart.

"Lucky that bastard's dead already” she said as I lifted my wet face up to look at her. "To think I've been missing out on this because of him" she went on. Her anger was surprising. In the following flood of words I gathered that she and her husband had only had sex missionary style all their life, with a reduced frequency as time went by. In fact he had never done much to change their basic position in any way. He had been her only man, hence her reluctance to be seduced by me. Again I could see that her talking to me about it could only be helpful to both of us in the longer term. To be fair I did try and get her to see that part of the problem was the age and times in which they lived together. While she sort of listened to my argument she now seemed more interested in us, and wondered how I would feel about showing her what I knew. As long as I would be discreet and look after her. These small requests were almost too easy.

"What now?" Glenyce asked. "Let's move out of the sun into the shade at the back of the patio" I suggested "and let's get something more comfortable than a towel to lie on." We moved a single mattress off a spare bed and carried it out to the patio. Quickly we fitted a sheet to it.

Glenyce happily agreed to another oral session. She accepted my suggestion that it would be nice for both of us if she sought out her own pleasure too, by being positive and active in the experience. I lay back on the mattress and got her to sit on my chest, straddling my face with a thigh down either side of my head, her pussy open and exposed to view in front of my face. My hands grasped the cheeks of her arse, pulling her and her lovely pussy forward towards my hungry mouth. Her slit was open, pink and moist, surrounded by her puffy swollen labia. As I mashed my face against her sex, I slipped my tongue into the hot recess of her gorgeous cunt. I sucked and gorged myself on her, tongue fucking in and out of her vagina. Glenyce responded at last, grinding her cunt up and down my face, humping her slit from my beaky nose to my chin, slobbering her flowing sex juices over me. Her lust and passion built quickly now and, as she reached her shuddering humping climax, I fucked her cum flowing love tunnel with my cock imitating tongue. Her orgasm burst in a shuddering series of humping grunting gyrations on my face. Love juice flowed out of her into my mouth, coating my face in gorgeous wetness.

As Glenyce eased off her plateau of pleasure I slid her off my face and down my chest, towards my hard pulsing cock which jutting rampant above my belly. She raised herself up as my cock brushed the crack of her arse. With my hands I guided her cunt over the top of my cock, until its knob rested in the outer folds of her hot juicy hole. Slowly she lowered herself onto me, her hot cunt wetly clutching at the shaft of my cock, engulfing it, until it was completely buried inside her hot moist clasping tunnel of love. Glenyce's inexperience was readily apparent as she started to hump herself up and down on my cock. Initially she had no rhythm. But she soon got the idea. I suggested to her she concentrate on her own sensations, particularly in her cunt and clitoris. As she rocked herself up and down on my cock I began to tease her nipples with my fingers. Her orgasm did not take long to achieve. Groaning and sobbing she fucked herself to a standstill, collapsing forward onto me, my cock still buried deeply within her vagina. I stroked her back as she tried to catch her breath and relax. My unsatiated cock twitched deep inside her.

We lay there together for some time on the mattress on the back patio, her on top of me as our bodies slowly cooled. "You're still hard" Glenyce noted. "Let's do something about that,” I suggested.

We changed positions. Glenyce knew now what she wanted. Spreadeagled before me she spread her thighs wide, her pink puffy pussy gaping open, her clit still erect, her vaginal entrance round from holding my cock, clear moisture dribbling out of her. I knelt between her thighs and stroked my bulbous headed cock up and down her wet slit. My cock quivered and throbbed, the veins along the shaft standing out, pulsating. I held my purple swollen cock head at the entrance of her tunnel. With a slow rock of my backside I slithered into her hot clasping fleshy moistness. Her cunt muscles gripped me, sucking me into her depths. Hands gripped my arse, pulling me towards her, her pussy now mashed tight against my genitals, my cock plunged as deep as it would go into the depths of her hot sensuous womb.

For me the foreplay was over. I couldn't hold my resolve any longer. I fucked back and forth into her, on the outward stroke only my cock tip remaining in the parted gap of her labia, on the inward stroke plunging all the way into her body so the sack of my balls was resting tightly against her wet slit. In and out I moved my cock. The rhythm slowly but steadily picked up in intensity, speed and strength. Soon we were hammering at each other. Her fingernails clawed at the skin of my arse as she began to again crest out in orgasm. Glenyce's breath was sobbing in and out of her. She thrashed herself against me, crying out as she reached her heaven. Her cunt held me like a hot wet glove squeezing the thickness of my cock. Her juice squished out of her, slicking our sex organs. Her wetness was like liquid fire on me. I could feel my own cum beginning to surge deep somewhere in my guts. With a crying rush it began to pump in great relieving jets along the length of my cock, my shaft muscle squeezing hard and fast, shooting hot streams deep into her cunt. In great crying grunts the cum pumped out of me as in my own orgasmic peak.

As I slowly came down to earth again and focused on Glenyce I found her looking at me with almost tender expression on her face. "Fantastic" we both agreed. And as we relaxed together we both knew, in that unspoken way, that sex that good for both of us could only lead to more experimentation together in the near future.

I got to see Glenyce on my only evening on my next visit. We started off sitting in the nude on her back patio, having a nice cold white wine and recounting events that had gone on since we last saw each other. It seemed to help her to be a good listener to her.

We had a lovely session together later in the evening in her air-conditioned bedroom. At last some of my previous work with Glenyce is paying off. After our initial get to know you physical passionate foreplay she said she wanted to tie to the bed to use me. She must have been prepared because it didn't take her long to get out her scarves and have me gently bound in the traditional spreadeagled position. I found it exciting too to see the change in her since I had met her, and my cock was rock hard by the time the last knot was in place.

Glenyce began by applying baby oil in liberal amounts to the front of my body. She seemed to be in too much of a hurry to give me a massage. All she did was squirt the oil out of the bottle and spread it out over me. She seemed more concerned to get the job done so she could lie on top of me. It was delicious to have her body slide all over mine. She held my head in her hands and thrust her tongue down my throat; while she slid those nice tits over my chest, and her pubic mound up and down the length of my cock. Glenyce really was using my body on her bed to masturbate herself. She began to grind her mound over my cock so that her slit and clit were sliding back and forth along its length. Her passion built quickly. It was fantastic to lie there as her willing passive tool and see her get herself off so quickly. She sucked my tongue into her mouth as she came gasping on me.

Without any pause in proceedings she rose over me and used a hand to place the knob of my cock at the entrance of her vagina. Down she slid on my meat, her own inner moisture and the oil both lubricating that first engulfment by her cunt. Quickly she found her rhythm, lifting herself off me so that my cock head was only just held in place in her slit by her thick labia, then letting herself slide down on me until all of my length was buried deeply in the confines of her hot grasping cunt. Fantastic! It didn't seem to take long for her to cum as she fucked herself to a frenzy on me. Lying there beneath her straining body was a freak out buzz; her breasts were bouncing around in response to her rhythmic contortions; air was gasping in and out of her open mouth. She was away with herself on her flight to orgasm; I could see she was lost to everything except her vagina and my cock. Simply wonderful! Glenyce reached her peak with a roar of sound, cumming in sobbing gulps; no longer lifting herself up and down, more of a hard grind of her wet open sex over the base of my cock and belly. As she came down from her peak she collapsed onto me, her hot body covered in a mix of oil and sweat.

We lay there for quite some time, her body cooling in the air conditioning. I more became conscious of my still hard cock buried in the soft hot glove of her pussy. Tied down by my hands and legs, with Glenyce on top of me it was hard to move much. Nevertheless I was able to move my hips enough to make her more than aware of my cock, which was great because in her current state I really needed her to think about it. As she lifted herself off me to resume her dominant position over me she looked down at me in her tender smiling way and said that this one was for me. Slowly with feeling she began to rework her vagina over and around my cock. She was telling me now that she wanted to feel me cum inside her. To be honest it didn't take a lot of work on her part to get me there. The excitement of the evening was more than enough stimulation. As I came she kept moving on me, milking the cum out of me, a look of fascinated interest on her face as she rocked above me, watching me. I had the distinct impression that this widow learned new power about herself that night.

And my trips to the town now meant I had something more interesting to look forward to than work and an empty motel room! And on each visit it seemed I was able to add a bit more spice and variety to Glenyce’s life.

It was on another trip that I was able to convince her to explore further the pleasures of bondage and, as it accidentally turned out, group sex. She was tied to the rafter of the tool shed under the house, simple straps around her wrists, her body naked, standing with legs spread. Her tied up stretched arms made her look vulnerable. A light scarf covered her eyes, so that she could only anticipate my moves by sound and touch alone.

I was having a lovely time playing with her body; trailing tongue strokes down her throat; lightly fingering her breasts so that her nipples were taut and hard; kneeling before her unseen to slide my tongue into the cleft of her sex; taking plenty of time to excite her in her helpless state. My cock indicated my own response to my task. It jutted out from my belly, hard veined and throbbing with lust for her. I wanted to take her, but not just yet.

Our play was interrupted by the sound of the front door bell. “Don’t answer it,” she said. I agreed, but my car out the front showed the unknown caller someone was home. The bell rang again, and then again. In spite of Glenyce’s objections I decided to answer the caller. Also in spite of her objections I left her hanging there by her straps.

Going upstairs I pulled on a pair of shorts as once again the doorbell rang. Opening the door there was a young man standing there, Colin, a neighbour whom I’d met a couple of times before; a fellow in his early twenties who used call by on Glenyce quite a bit since she’d been on her own. In fact I’d teased her that he’d had a bit of desire burning for her.

Colin wanted to return some tools he’d borrowed from her. Naturally he asked after her but I indicated to him that she was otherwise preoccupied. In spite of my assurances that all was well he seemed overly concerned for her well-being. On the spur of the moment I invited him in, swearing him to both silence and secrecy.

We went down stairs. The sight of Glenyce hanging naked before his eyes obviously shocked him, but a look of lust came over his face. Glenyce asked me who had been at the door. As I lied to her about a salesman I again signalled him to silence. I shed my shorts, my cock now only half hard, and stepped up to Glenyce. I caressed her breasts, fingering her nipples, elongating them to hardness. I stroked my hands down her belly, through her soft pubic hair, along the swollen lips of her labia, feeling her moistness on my fingertips. Colin watched, his tongue nervously licking his lips.

He began to quickly but quietly shed his clothes. His build was impressive, muscular and hard. So was his cock; average in length and thickness, but heavily veined and capped with a large dark red helmet.

I moved behind Glenyce and pressed my nakedness against her back, my cock resting along the groove of her arse, my arms around her body so my hands could caress her breasts. Colin knelt silently in front and pressed his mouth against her belly. Her reaction was immediate, like she had been touched with an electric shock. She jerked away from him against me, cried out, asking in anguish who was there. It took long and considerable effort on my part to reassure her all was well. That yes, there was obviously another person present, that she would not be hurt, to trust us, that is was all going to be part of our collective sexual experience. Eventually I got Glenyce settled down to the point where we could recommence our activities. I again put my body against her back. Colin lent forward and put his mouth over her sex. Slowly, slowly, Glenyce relaxed and began to enjoy our caresses.

Her nipples were hard against my fingers. My mouth nibbled at the nape of her neck. My rigid cock throbbed against the crack of her arse. Colin’s hands reached around Glenyce’s lower body and he lifted her, placing her legs over his shoulders, which took her weight while he buried his face in her snatch. I moved so that my cock slid forward between her spread legs, through her labia into the rear of her vagina. She felt wet and warm. As Colin worked on the front of her sex slit with his mouth I massaged the rear portion with the head of my cock. Neither of us seemed to mind the occasional touch we had each of the other. To me it felt good, exciting. Gradually Glenyce’s body responded to us. She became hot, began to moan as we continued our joint assault. Suddenly she got there, the orgasm roaring through her body, her taut stretched body spasming against us and the bonds over her head. When she had finished I spoke to them both, suggesting we untie her and move to the bedroom; but I asked her about leaving the scarf on her eyes for a while longer to maintain the mystery; it surprised me that Glenyce readily agreed.

With care we two men carried her naked to the lounge room. We placed her body in the middle of the carpet. Through silent signals Colin and I indicated our initial preferences about our further actions. I knelt between Glenyce’s spread thighs and applied my mouth to her pussy. Colin knelt beside her and began to run his mouth over her breasts and nipples, neck and mouth. I stroked my tongue through her open pink sex. Looking up over Glenyce’s body I saw her hand feel along Colin’s body, moving along as she searched for his cock, her fist closing around it. His cock was throbbing, the veins standing out along the length of the thick shaft. Her touch caused his cock to jump. Initially her hand slowly pumped up and down his shaft. Then she drew him towards her face. He was forced to let her breast fall from his mouth. He knelt beside her head as she drew his cock to her mouth.

I watched her tongue dart out and touch his swollen red knob, licking wetly all over it. His cock visibly throbbed at her touch. His body arched forward to accommodate her. She sucked the shaft into her mouth. It was a very arousing sight. Without disturbing them I moved position, knelt over Glenyce’s spread thighs and splayed pussy, and nestled the head of my hard aching cock in the open wet gash of her sex. I slowly eased my cock into her sex, marvelling at the way the petals of her pink pussy lips parted and stretched around the intruding thickness of my shaft. The heat and wetness within her was intense. The muscular walls of her vagina clutched tightly at my cock. Slowly but steadily I fucked my cock in and out of her cunt, admiring the way my cock was released from her inner recesses, covered in her shiny wetness. As I increased my rhythm I also watched Glenyce and Colin.

Initially Glenyce sucked Colin’s cock greedily and deeply into her mouth. He thrust his tool towards her encouraging her to take even more of him. But as I got into my fuck with her she let him go, lay back on the carpet, raised her legs around me and abandoned herself to my cock. Soon she came, writhing, groaning, moaning; thrusting her cunt up to meet my penetration of her depths. As she peaked her legs dropped away. I reached forward and touched Colin’s arm. He was mesmerised in this performance; and excited; pre cum dribbled from his cock, the head swollen dark red, wet with clear fluid. I silently signalled to him that we should swap places.

Without preamble Colin lifted Glenyce’s legs around his waist as he knelt over her. I watched fascinated as he used a hand to position his cock at the gaping open entrance of her inviting cunt. Briefly the head rested in the portal of her open hole. Then, with a movement of his hips, he slid his cock all the way into her, their pubic hair mashing together, both people grunting in pleasure. Colin began thrusting, his cock shining with her wetness as it reappeared. I was trying to rest a little, come down off my plateau of excitement; so I simply watched; that was exciting enough for the moment.

Colin was very enthusiastic, and quickly built up momentum. Glenyce responded. Still wearing her eye mask she obviously had no idea who the stranger was. As he plunged into her she lifted her hips off the carpet, taking him deeply all the way; her legs around hi backside pulled him into her on each inward thrust. Both quickly headed towards their collective orgasm. With savage grunts Colin came. Glenyce did too, even more intensely than before.

We all lay in a heap on the carpet and rested. Colin’s cock was flaccid; cum matted his pubic hair. My cock was still hard, though the ache had eased a little. But it was time for my next effort.

I placed Glenyce in a kneeling position. Moving behind her I saw the mixture of her own and Colin’s cum had dribbled out of her pussy into the cleft of her arse. I held her cheeks apart and lapped up the globules of white liquid with my tongue. Glenyce shivered under the touch of my tongue stroking up and down her cleft, across the puckered bud of her anus.

I knelt behind her bottom and used a hand to guide the head of my cock into the open slit of her still gaping gash. I eased my way once again into her, and luxuriated in the sensation. I noted that Glenyce immediately responded to my touch, pushing her arse back at me as I slid easily into her depths once again.

Colin then made his move. He pushed his body under Glenyce, on his back, so that his head was between her thighs, his body stretched out on the floor between her arms. Her head bent towards his belly, her mouth sucking his flaccid sticky cock into her throat. As I rhythmically rocked in and out of her cunt I felt Colin’s mouth and chin; he had fastened onto her clit like a baby onto a teat. Glenyce moaned and groaned around Colin’s cock in her mouth. She obviously loved the sensation. Then I had a surprise. Colin moved his mouth so that my cock moving in and out of her vagina now slid also over his tongue and lips. The feeling was immense and intense. I wanted to cum immediately. Fortunately he shared his oral attentions between Glenyce’s clit and my cock. But I only lasted a little longer; the intensity and excitement was too much for me.

In heaving gasps I shot my spunk into Glenyce’s tight cunt. The orgasm rolled and shuddered through my body. I lent against her back as the relief swept through me, leaving my cock deep inside her vagina. As I came back to reality I could feel Colin’s mouth sucking at Glenyce’s cunt and my cock. As my cock subsided and her cunt relaxed my cock head dropped out of her with a faint wet plop. The pleasure wasn’t finished yet. I felt Colin’s tongue licking over my limp shaft, the head sucked into his mouth. The sensations were enormous, my nerve endings now super sensitive to even such gentle erotic stimulation.

I’d had enough and stretched out on the carpet beside them. Under Glenyce’s mouth Colin’s cock was hard again. His head remained between her thighs, his mouth fastened on her pussy. I watched Glenyce’s oral technique. Her mouth bobbed up and down on his shaft, not deeply, but not too bad for someone so relatively inexperienced. Colin’s cock was thick, hard, heavily veined and wet with saliva as it slid in and out of her mouth. His nuts were tight in their sac at the base of his cock. His stomach muscles rippled with the sensations of her mouth on his prick. As I watched I could see Glenyce begin to lose concentration in her oral attentions. It was obvious the actions of Colin’s mouth between her legs were overriding her efforts. As a keening sound issued out of her throat his cock dropped out of her lips and plopped wetly onto his belly. Glenyce began a noisy climb to her orgasm.

I felt sorry for Colin; after the surprises of the day he did not deserve to miss out on this occasion. I leant forward and grasped his cock in my hand. It quivered at my touch. Gripping his shaft I pumped up and down its thick length. As I crouched further forward I sucked the blood red swollen knob into my mouth. It was smooth but hot to touch.

Glenyce began to cum in loud sobbing, groaning, and thrusting body movements over his face. Colin’s cock fluttered against my lips. He began to jet hot gobs of cum into my mouth, his cock jumping, pulsating in my grasp.

Again we all collapsed in a hot, sweaty, cum covered heap of arms and legs on the carpet. This time it took many minutes to recover. Colin stirred and touched me, signalling me to leave the room with him. He said he had to leave. After he dressed we stood on the front veranda quietly discussing the wonders of the incident. We agreed we should repeat the performance next time I was in town.

When I returned to the lounge I took off Glenyce’s eye mask. Her face was flushed; her eyes sparkled. Under the shower together she confessed that the experience had initially been terrifying; but, after that first fear had passed, then the experience had been something from her deepest fantasies. And no, she didn’t ever want to know who the other man was (in spite of her suspicions). But yes, we would all do that again on my next visit to town.

And so the relationship and opportunity to develop Glenyce’s experiences of life was to be continued. A happy result for all concerned!