The 25 Year Itch Chapter 15: Touch Me In The Morning Part 2 free porn video

I pulled into a lay-by a few minutes after dropping off Maggie and Michael. I had seen that there were messages on my phone, and I wanted to check them.  The messages were from Elaine.  The first one was sent around ten minutes ago:

“Just arrived at my hotel. Will be at the restaurant on time.” 

It was followed by another message shortly after: 

“Really looking forward to seeing you after so long.”

Up to that point, I didn’t know that Elaine was definitely staying over.  I wondered if that might open up new possibilities, and if I shouldn’t have agreed to meet Maggie later in case I got the chance to stay with Elaine. I decided that I shouldn’t get too excited and assume that we would have nothing more than a meal.  At least this time. 

I messaged Elaine back to confirm that I would be at the restaurant on time and told her that I was also excited to meet up.  It was true and it also helped me stop thinking about what might be happening or being said between Maggie and Michael in the pub.

It didn’t seem to be long until I was parking the car near the restaurant and wondering if I would still recognise Elaine.  I approached the restaurant and the maitre d' came over to meet me as I walked through the door.  He checked my booking, told me that my dining partner had not yet arrived and offered me the chance to have a drink at the bar or go straight to the table.

The bar area was quiet with comfortable chairs and a good view of the entrance and so I chose to wait there and ordered a fruit juice.  I wasn’t sure whether or not I would want to drive home after the meal.  I tried to look at my phone, then the magazines on a low table nearby, and then the menu but I was really looking out for Elaine. Every time the restaurant door opened, I waited to see who would walk through.  I saw another couple then a group of four middle-aged diners enter.

I checked my watch.  I knew I had arrived about five minutes early and I had been waiting for ten minutes or so. I realised that I had not retained anything about what I had been reading, not even what was on the menu.  My mouth was dry, and I couldn’t concentrate.  I felt like a teenager again, waiting for that first date with Elaine.

Just as I was starting to wonder whether there was a problem, the front door opened and an attractive woman walked through.  I immediately noticed that she was wearing glasses and was shorter than I remembered.  But I knew instantly that this was my date.

Elaine immediately gave the impression that she was a confident and sophisticated woman.  She wore a short-sleeved burgundy dress with a high neck and mid-length which came down just below her knees.  Although it didn’t show much flesh, it was gathered around the waist which showed that Elaine was still slim, and the loose top couldn’t disguise her large bust.

Her hair was a rich brown, with a tinge of red and was quite short, just off the shoulder.  It looked carefully styled to give the impression that it wasn’t carefully styled.  Then again, I’m no expert, but I liked the look.  Her face was so familiar although now with just a few more lines betraying that, like me, she was no longer a teenager.  She wore pearl earrings and a gold chain with a pearl teardrop which drew my eyes to her neck and below.

The look was a very different style from how Maggie dressed, but it worked.  My college girlfriend had matured into a beautiful woman and I was proud that she was my date.

Elaine was approached by the maitre d' who seemed far more anxious to greet her than he had been to greet me.  She looked past him and saw me sitting by the bar and smiled.  She walked over quickly and put her arms out wide.  I stood up and we embraced each other.  As I smelt her fragrance, I felt her breasts press against me.

Elaine spoke first, “It’s so lovely to see you.”  She stretched up and kissed my cheek, and so I kissed hers.  I realised how she was a few inches shorter than Maggie.  We both sat down and started to talk.

Conversation was easy as we expressed our mutual delight at meeting up again.  We talked about the few old college friends we were still in touch with and about my two children and her one son.  Clearly, her son was her biggest priority and caused her a few issues, but I realised that Elaine was fiercely loyal, and I didn’t press her about what the problems were.

It was a while before we went to our table, mainly because we were talking so much. We took our time to order, and then didn’t rush over the food, which was delicious.  We shared a bottle of white wine, and Elaine insisted that we have a second bottle since she only had to walk to her hotel, and I could take a taxi home and collect my car in the morning.

Elaine talked about her two marriages and other relationships.  She had worked in London and for a few years in Chicago.  She had prioritised her career for many years, and then her son.  This had made it difficult for partners. She expressed some disappointment that she had not found her soulmate and then described me as “maybe the one that got away.”

I was surprised since I recalled that she had broken up with me when she met someone else very soon after she moved away to a new college.  I remember the pain when she told me, not long after we had declared our love for each other and our belief that our relationship would survive the separation.  Although later, particularly after I met Maggie, I believed that Elaine would never have been right for me.

I spoke about my career and how I settled into a happy marriage.

Elaine asked me about my children and about Maggie.  She tactfully asked me about where Maggie thought I was, and how she felt about it.

I didn’t see any point in holding back so I told her about how our marriage had changed since our twenty-five years together.  Up to that point our sex life had been entirely conventional.  I described how Maggie had started her sexual adventures and how our relationship had developed with greater highs and greater lows.

Elaine was intrigued.  She had remembered me as a traditional, maybe even boring partner.  I wondered if she may have dumped me all those years ago because she wanted more excitement.   She asked me lots of questions about my new ‘lifestyle’.  

I found it difficult to explain how Maggie and I had got to this point. I had little idea what might happen later tonight let alone over the next few months. Elaine asked me straight whether I still loved Maggie in the same way since we had seen other partners.  Did I love her more now that I had found a different side to her?  I found her forthright question disconcerting.  But it made me think.

I said that I loved Maggie as much as ever, and maybe we now knew each other even better. We had taken risks with our relationship, which was out of character for us and not necessarily very wise, but I thought that we were still committed to a future together.

Elaine said that she was touched by my words.  “I don’t know, Maggie, but I think that I would like her and I do envy her and what you both have.”

At that point, a server asked us if we wanted anything from the sweet menu. We both just ordered coffee and the conversation moved on to other things.  Elaine said that her hotel was little more than a small guest house.  She had only been able to book a small single room a couple of days ago.  It wasn’t expensive and it would be okay for one night.

Somewhere inside, I felt a pang of disappointment that Elaine didn’t have a large bedroom that she could invite me back to.

As we drank coffee, I recalled how I had visited Elaine when she first moved away to her new college, and we had spent the night in her small student room with its single bed.  Elaine laughed. She said that she couldn’t imagine how we managed to sleep.  I said that I didn’t think we had spent any time sleeping that night.  We had spent the whole time enjoying having sexy fun.  It was the time I was probably more sexually active than ever, and I recalled that I didn’t want the morning to come because it would mean that our night would have to end.

Elaine went quiet for a moment, as she seemed to be remembering.  She said softly, “They were good times.  Did I ever thank you?”

“You gave me a wonderful experience.  I should have thanked you.  Although I guess that was the peak of our relationship since you dumped me soon afterwards.  You found something or someone better.”

“Just one of my many mistakes.”

There was a lull in the conversation, and so I excused myself to go to the bathroom.  As I returned, I saw that Elaine was writing on a paper napkin. She was finishing before carefully folding it and giving it to me as I sat down.”

I opened the folded napkin and read what she had written.

“To Paul, the one who I let go too quickly.  I’m sorry I hurt you. If there’s ever something I can do to make it up to you, just call.  With love, Elaine xxx.”

I smiled, thanked her and put the napkin in my pocket.

“I’ll keep that and might hold you to your promise one day.”

Elaine just smiled and finished her coffee.

While I had been away from the table, I realised that we were the only guests left in the restaurant. 

The server asked us if we wanted anything else, but it seemed that we should ask for the bill, even though I didn’t want the evening to end.  Elaine insisted that we split the bill, and as we got up, I asked her if I could walk her to her hotel.  She happily accepted, and we left the restaurant arm in arm.  

The night was still warm, and, as we walked outside, I remembered how Maggie had entered the pub with Michael hand in hand.  I realised that I had not looked at my phone since meeting Elaine. I resisted the temptation to look straight away. I wanted to focus on my last few minutes with Elaine.  

We walked the short distance to Elaine’s hotel.  As we approached, Elaine asked me if I would like to come inside for a last drink.  She said that there was a cozy small lounge with an ‘honesty’ bar.  We could have a drink and talk some more if I didn’t need to rush off. Then, I could call a taxi and wait inside.

I asked Elaine if she could give me a moment to check my phone.  She said she wanted to use the bathroom, so she asked me to get her a glass of white wine and sign for it with her room number.

We stepped inside and I went into the empty lounge while Elaine went up to her room to freshen up.  

I poured Elaine a white wine and a large malt whisky for myself, since I had reconciled myself to having to get a taxi home.  I sat down and I looked at my phone.

There were a number of unread messages, all from Maggie.  The first one was sent less than an hour after I had dropped off Maggie.

“Hope you and your friend have met up okay.  We won’t be staying long at the pub.  I will explain why later but we’ll find somewhere else. Just let me know when you’re on your way home.”

A few minutes later, Maggie had sent another message as if a further thought occurred to her.

“No rush, all okay.  Enjoy yourself.  I’ll let you know where we end up.”

I was trying to work out what was going on as I carried on reading the next message which was sent around an hour later.

“We couldn’t find anywhere else so I’m having a quick coffee at Michael’s place.  Let me know if you will be coming soon or you want me to get a taxi home.”

There was a forty-minute gap to the next message.

“I hope the lack of replies means you’re having a good time wink - or out of range?”

Then a further message.

“Message me when you’re leaving, and I’ll confirm if I’m home.”

The last message was around ninety minutes ago.

I took a few deep breaths as I tried to clear my head and decide what to do. I wasn’t ready to leave Elaine yet, but I didn’t know where Maggie might be.  Why had she gone back to Michael’s place so early?  Had Michael persuaded her back so he could seduce her again? Why else would she have not stayed at the pub?

Had she stayed there for the last couple of hours or so, or had she gone home? Maybe she was safely tucked up in our bed, sleeping peacefully.  Waiting for me to return.  I really hoped she was already at home.

But I didn’t want to think too much about what Maggie might be doing.  Just at that moment, I wanted to focus on Elaine, who would be coming down to join me very soon.

I sent my reply: “My evening is going well. Sorry I missed your messages. I’ll be a little longer, so let me know if you are at home or where I should pick you up from.  See you later.”

I thought about Maggie and Michael for a little longer, but I didn’t want to get into an argument with text messages.  I would have to sort things out when I got home.  I felt a bit bad about things, but I wanted to be able to stay with Elaine as long as possible.

I thought of Maggie and wanted to reassure her.  I was staring at my phone and I sent a “thumbs up” emoji, which I often sent to let Maggie know all was okay.  She often would ask me if I had a “thumbs up” or “thumbs down” day when I was away.

I was still thinking of what Maggie and Michael might be doing, or even had already done, when a group of six couples came in through the front door and came into the lounge.  They went behind the bar signed for a couple of bottles of wine and took up most of the remaining space as they settled down and started talking loudly about their evening and families.  They didn’t seem to notice me.

I went out of the lounge with the drinks to see if there was anywhere else quiet where we could sit.  At that point, I saw Elaine coming down the stairs.

“Looks like the quiet lounge might not be so quiet,” I said.

“That’s a pity.  I guess that makes things difficult.  I don’t think there’s anywhere else downstairs, and since you already have the drinks it’s a pity not to enjoy them.  I suppose you could come up to my room although it’s very small.  We could talk some more if you don’t feel too uncomfortable coming up to my bedroom,” Elaine said, as she looked at me, her eyes shining.  It seemed that she wasn’t too distressed by the situation we found ourselves in.

“How could I refuse an offer like that?” I replied.  “I guess I’m going to have to trust you that you only want a drink. I’ve heard about women like you!”

Elaine pretended to be shocked and gave me a friendly nudge as she turned around and started climbing back up the stairs.

Her room was two floors up. Inside, I found the single bed and a chair.  On the floor was an open suitcase and I could see lacy lingerie on top of other clothes. It felt intimate to be in a bedroom with Elaine and see her underwear and other personal items.

Elaine saw me looking and put the top down on the case.

“Excuse me, I didn’t have time or space to put things away.  I’m normally very ordered.”  She seemed genuinely embarrassed.

“I’m not one to judge and anyway. It just shows that you were not expecting to bring anyone back to your room,” I said.

“Is that a good thing?”  Elaine blinked at me.

“I need to put these drinks down.”

I looked around at the chair and the bed.  Elaine sat on the bed,

“Now that you’re here, make yourself comfortable,” she said, patting the space beside her.

I sat next to her, and gave her the wine.  We both sipped our drinks but suddenly we seemed to have less to say.

I broke the silence.  “It's been a long time since we were last on a bed together.” 

I was feeling excited and I wanted to see how far Elaine would want to go.

“It does remind me of that little room at college when you came to visit me,” she said, and she leaned towards me.

“I remember that night so well.  At the time, it was one of the best nights of my short life.  Maybe it still is one of the best,” I said, feeling myself getting very warm.  Since I met Maggie, I had never wanted anyone like I now wanted Elaine.

“Are you thinking that you’d like to try and relive that night?” Elaine asked, her voice becoming softer and sensual.

“Right now, there’s nothing I’d rather do,” I confessed.

“Before we do anything we might regret later, we need to remember that we’re no longer young lovers, with no commitments.” Elaine was sounding more serious, still speaking quietly, her face close to mine.  

“You’re married and I’m not on the pill; there’s been little need for a while now. I know that you’ve been naughty with someone other than your wife, but I don’t want to be just another notch in the belt of a married man. I’m not looking to break up your marriage or just to be a bit of fun for you and your wife to laugh about.”

I felt hurt by Elaine’s words, but also guilty.  I could see that I had the luxury of my marriage and the consent of my wife who I expected to be able to go back to.  It seemed reasonable that Elaine might not want to jump into bed with me a few hours after meeting me after a space of nearly thirty years.

Elaine’s tone of voice made it clear that she was not suggesting we couldn’t do anything.  In fact, as she was so close to me and speaking softly it seemed that she wanted to go further, but just wanted to be sensible.  So I decided that I needed to be sensible too.

“You know my circumstances.  I’m in a committed relationship, but that doesn’t mean that you’re not special to me. You know I’ve only seen one other woman recently and I don’t intend making a habit of this.  I’m not the sort of person to try and sleep with strangers. Until recently, I'd only been with my wife for years.  After both of us had fun with different partners, we got ourselves tested, but I accept that we should be old enough and wise enough not to take any stupid risks.  The problem is, I haven’t bought anything with me to protect us.  I’m not used to this.”

Elaine thought for a moment.

“Well, I’ll give you a challenge.  If you really want to do more, I would like to too.  But you have to get some protection for both our sakes.  I also want you to assure me that you will not think this is an open invitation for any more adventures, and I don’t want to come between you and your wife.  When I was married it happened to me and, having gone through it once, I would never do that to another woman.”

“I can promise that my marriage is strong, and my wife has encouraged me to have some fun.  I’m not looking for love, and whatever happens after tonight will always depend on you, me and my wife all accepting the situation.”  I think I really believed this, although, after the last few weeks, I wasn’t sure how things might be in the future.

“So can you meet my challenge?  Or do you want to have a little fun with our clothes on?” Elaine’s offer was irresistible.

“You're so very sensible.  I really want to do more, but it’s late and I don’t know how I can find anything to use around here.” I thought that my ambition would need to be thwarted.

“You seem to be ready to give up too easily.  I expected more creativity from you.  I saw at least one pub down the road, don’t they have vending machines?” Elaine said.

I leaped up, maybe too enthusiastically.  “I’m on my way.”

Elaine laughed at my enthusiasm.  I was like a teenager again.  “I’m sure you’ll find something and don’t come back until you do.  I’ll be waiting for you.”

I was almost falling down the stairs as I ran out of the front door of the hotel before I realised that I should check its restrooms first.  I knew places might be closing and I didn’t want to be too late.

The hotel didn’t have any machines and I didn’t want to ask at reception.  I went out into the night back towards the centre of the small town.  I quickly saw the lights of a couple of pubs and, after disappointment at the first one, I found a machine at the second.  Normally, I might have felt a little embarrassed and would wait until no-one was around but having found the right coins, I bought a pack of condoms without worrying about whether anyone might have seen or heard me, or what they would have thought of me if they did.

I raced back up the street, and back into the hotel, which had not yet shut its main door for the night.

I was sweating and out of breath, but as quietly as I could I went upstairs to Elaine’s room and stopped to get my breath back before I knocked gently on the door. It felt strange to be creeping around outside hotel bedrooms.

I heard Elaine call out gently, “Come in.”

As I slowly and quietly opened the door and stepped in.  I saw that only the bedside lamp was on, making it quite dark and inviting. It was very warm and the sight that greeted me took me aback.

On top of the bed, reclining against propped up pillows, was Elaine.  She was dressed, or undressed, wearing a thin nightdress, with a lace top that was almost transparent.  I saw her dark nipples, prominent and hard, through the fabric.  The nightdress came down to mid-thigh and although the material was thin, it was gathered around the bend in her body so that I could only see the outline of panties.

She reclined with grace, her legs together and slightly bent at the knee and I could see that her toenails were painted red.  She looked every inch a seductive woman.  I was frozen to the spot and just stared at her.

Whilst Elaine was not as slim as my wife, she wasn’t overweight. She certainly had larger breasts. She had a lovely complexion, slightly dark, clear and smooth like it needed to be touched and kissed.

“I hope you were successful, or I’ve gone to this trouble for nothing,” Elaine said.

I produced the small box of condoms from my pocket in triumph.

“Then you can claim your prize, once you get your breath back”

I realised I was still quite out of breath from my late night dash around the town.  I took some deep breaths as I slipped off my jacket and put the box of condoms on the nightstand.  I tried to stay outwardly calm as I unbuttoned and removed my shirt.

“I’m glad that you’ve not let yourself go like some other men of your age,” commented Elaine.

She was doing my self-esteem a power of good.

“You look pretty amazing yourself,” I replied.

“You haven't seen my stretch marks,” said Elaine.

“I can’t wait to see every inch of you.  It feels even more exciting than our first time.”  I felt my voice shaking, but Elaine didn’t seem to notice.

“You seem very calm,” said Elaine.  “Very focussed.”

“It’s all an act.  Tonight I feel like the luckiest man in the country.  I’m shaking with excitement inside.”

I bent down, and Elaine looked up at me.  Our lips came together, and we shared the sweetest, softest kiss.

We moved slowly, our lips gently touching, until I felt Elaine’s tongue on my lips.  I reached and touched her shoulder and we were kissing more deeply, our mouths open. I felt a surge of passion, but I wanted to take things slowly.

The memories of my times with Elaine all those years ago came back and I remembered a particularly sensitive spot from my earlier years with her.  I wondered if it was still sensitive.  I moved my lips across her cheek, kissing her slowly as I moved towards her ear.  My lips then reached her earlobe which I gently started to nibble.  Her earring made a slight jangling noise as I worked around it.

I heard Elaine start to moan quietly.  It had always been an erogenous zone for her when she was a young woman, guaranteed to get her aroused.  It seemed that this was still true today.

As I continued to nibble her ear, Elaine put her arms around me to draw her close and, with us both moving rather awkwardly on the small bed, she shifted over and I laid next to her.  I started stroking her bare leg, moving up to her inner thighs.  Her soft moans became more like louder groans and felt her open her legs inviting me to do more.

I felt completely aroused and determined to take my time to enjoy these special moments with someone I had just met again after thirty years.  I took my hand away from Elaine’s leg so that I could start to unfasten the belt around my trousers.  I felt Elaine’s hand move to take over undressing me.  After a bit of fiddling around due to the limitations of the single bed, my trousers were on the floor and I could press myself against Elaine wearing only my boxer shorts.

Elaine giggled, and said, “If I’d known what you had in store for me, I would have tried harder to find a hotel with a double room.”

“If I’d known this would happen, I would have found the best upscale hotel and booked you a suite.  But we can make this work.”

“You bet.” As she said this, Elaine pulled me close and turned her head to offer me her other ear, and as I nibbled on the lobe, she rubbed her body against mine.  I knew she could feel how hard I was.

My free hand now moved to the ribbon from her nightdress on her shoulder.  I moved it off her shoulder and gently lowered her nightdress.  It was tight across her breasts, and I eased it down over them until I felt it loosen as it freed her breasts.  My hand moved up and started stroking one of her breasts, my fingers gently moving around in concentric circles closer to her areola and her nipple.

Elaine was groaning again, sounding loud in the quietness of the night.  I felt her urging me to touch her nipple, but I wanted to take time to see how excited she could get.  My fingers moved back to the edge of her other breast and started the same journey.  Again, Elaine’s moans got louder as I got closer to its centre.

I didn’t give Elaine the release she wanted, and once more my fingers travelled round each breast until I could feel her grip my arm and I knew that her nipples were crying out to be touched.  This time when I got to her areola, I moved to the edge of her nipple.  For the first time I looked down and saw her beautiful breast, aroused, with the dark nipple hard and standing proud.  Elaine watched me as I put my finger in my mouth and licked it.  Then I went back to stroking around her areola very slowly then, as lightly as I could, I gave the end of her nipple a gentle stroke with the still wet end of my finger.

Elaine seemed to erupt next to me and exclaimed out loud an almost scream of “yes.”  She seemed to shake as I took the nipple between my fingers.  I felt her shaking.  I took her breast in my hand and just held it as her shaking eased.

As her breathing calmed down, Elaine held me tighter, and kissed me again.  I had felt the pleasure that she had felt, and I was feeling elated that I had managed to bring her to such an intense climax.

Elaine had recovered enough to speak to me, almost panting as she whispered to me.

“Thank you, I can’t begin to describe how good that felt.  It was like we were back in college again.  Now I must pay you back.”

I wasn’t ready to stop giving Elaine pleasure.  Giving pleasure to such a beautiful mature woman embracing her sexuality in such an uninhibited manner was as exciting to me as having something done to me.  It felt so different to being with my wife and I wanted to do more to her.

“I haven’t finished yet,” I said, and I manoeuvred myself so that I was moving down her body.  I kissed both her breasts, and I could feel that they were sensitive from my previous touching.  I took one, and then the other nipple between my lips and sucked them gently.  Both were very erect, standing proud about half an inch in length.

Elaine reacted immediately and held my head in her hands, starting to groan again.

As I nibbled her breast lightly, I felt her grip on my head tighten.  With my spare hands, I started to push her nightdress further down her body, over her stomach.  Elaine moved one hand to try and hold on to her nightdress as I pushed it down.

“I want to see you naked.  I want to be naked next to you,” I said.

Elaine released her nightdress and I pulled it down over her legs so that she was only wearing her panties.  I moved down her body, kissing her lightly and hesitated around her middle, which had the marks of her pregnancy many years ago.  I took special time to kiss each visible mark as Elaine shuddered under my touch.

There was something very special about being able to closely inspect Elaine's nude body with all the signs of her life over the decades since I had last been this close to her.  It felt irresistible.

I could sense Elaine’s anticipation as I worked my way slowly down her body.  I moved on to the bed and separated her legs and kissed my way down from her belly to the edge of her pale pink lace panties.

I crouched down and kissed her panties, and through the thin lace, I could see a thin strip of trimmed pubic hair.  I still wanted to savour each moment although I was desperate to see what was underneath. I was now kissing between the secret lips between her legs over her panties.  Elaine opened her legs wider and pulled my face against her.

I could smell her arousal, and I pressed my tongue against her pussy through the thin fabric.  Elaine’s moans suggested she might be close to climaxing again.

Elaine then released by head and moved her hands to each side of her panties and pulled them down, taking them off each leg so quickly and simply that I wasn’t sure how she managed to do so without making me move from between her legs.

I could now see between her legs, her pussy slightly open and on display, inviting me to explore further.  I just looked at her for a moment, examining each detail and noting how she had shaved the hair around her pussy lips.  I stuck my tongue out a little.  I looked up at Elaine and she was looking down at me, completely focused on what I was doing.  I could feel her anticipation.  I pushed my tongue out further and leaned forward to gently lick her clit and then move my tongue along the slit between her slightly open, swollen lips.

I could feel the moist heat on my tongue.  She tasted different from my wife, and the difference was lovely.  I pushed my tongue inside her and she responded with a loud glorious moan.  I could tell that she was on the edge again.  This time I wanted to be inside her when she came.

I sat back upright and twisted around to remove my pants, underwear and socks as quickly as I could.  I then lay back on top of Elaine whose arms were outstretched to welcome me next to her. Her legs remained invitingly open and my rock hard cock nestled between her legs.  I could feel her wetness on my cock, and I moved up and down slightly rubbing it against her.

“You need to put on a condom,” she said, almost breathlessly in my ear.

“I will,” I replied, “I just want us to be naked together, with nothing between us.”

I felt Elaine’s arms around me, holding me tight to her.

I rubbed myself against her a couple more times, and my hard cock almost entered her as I felt how ready she was.  I realised that I needed to be very careful.

I lifted myself off her slightly and reached to the box of condoms bringing the box to my mouth to hold it in my teeth while I fiddled to take off the wrapping and open the box.  As I did so, the other two condoms fell out on the bed next to Elaine, and she laughed and moved them to the nightstand.  We both looked at each other, giggling.  

I felt like a schoolboy fumbling on my first time.  I was afraid of losing the moment of passion.  I slowed down and carefully put the condom over my hard cock.  All the time I was doing it, Elaine was looking at me, her eyes filled with desire.  When I was ready, I moved my arms up to my head and lowered my body back so that I was on top of her and my cock was lined up with Elaine’s pussy.

I stopped to savour the moment, and the passion between us was still there.  

Elaine asked me, “is the condom on properly?”

 “Do you want to check?” I asked.

Elaine’s arms went around me, and she pulled me closer.  “I trust you,” she replied.  “I want you inside me.”

Although the condom reduced my sensitivity, I could feel my cock engage with Elaine’s pussy, and I stopped myself at her entrance.  I looked into Elaine’s eyes which shone with excitement.  I felt her pull me further to her, and I slowly entered her and felt heat engulf my cock.  She was well lubricated, which meant that it was hard to stop myself sliding all the way into her.  It felt special, and I leant forward and tenderly kissed her.

For a moment, I felt I was in paradise.  Nothing else seemed to matter, Elaine and I came together completely.  I was deeply inside her and lying on top of her, feeling her large breasts pressed against my chest.  It felt different from being with my wife.  It felt good.

I was already close to cumming and I feared if I moved, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself, I was so excited.  Elaine started moving underneath me, so that she was gyrating against my cock, and I started moving out and then in.  Elaine gave a deep moan and started to kiss me more passionately, open-mouthed and urgent.

I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I filled the condom with sperm, unleashing a loud groan that seemed to echo around the small room.  I lay on Elaine not moving as my cock continued to pump.  Elaine held me close.  We were still for a while, and I savoured being inside her and so close.

Elaine spoke after a few minutes, “You were excited.”

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t make it last longer,” I confessed.

“Don’t apologise, I’m flattered, but I would like to go to the bathroom.”

I carefully withdrew from her, making sure the condom stayed on my cock.  I lifted myself off her and she moved straight to the small ensuite bathroom.  I took off the condom and cleaned myself with a tissue, but I was still erect.  I still wanted more, and I hoped Elaine did too.

She seemed to spend an age in the bathroom.  I wondered if she thought I would be getting dressed to leave.  I wondered if she would be getting dressed.  Would I have any further opportunities? Or would that short moment of lust be all there was?  I couldn’t complain if it was, but I so wanted more.

At last, the door opened, and Elaine came out, wearing a towel wrapped around her body. It was showing plenty of the tops of her breasts just covered her nipples.  Her bare legs were showing.  Her hair was less tidy, with stray hairs hanging down.

She looked at me, lying naked on the bed where she had left me, with my cock hard.  I wondered if she had expected me to be up and dressed.

Elaine smiled at me then feigned a look of shock. “You want more?”

“Only if you do as well,” I replied.

Elaine slowly and deliberately untied her towel and let it fall to the floor, so that I could see her again completely naked.  Her body was curvy, which was a contrast to what I had been used to for many years.  I found her so desirable, and so arousing that at that moment she was with me. 

She got into bed on top of me.

“Next time, we must get a larger bed,” she said.  “Meanwhile, we can make do.”

The idea that there might be a next time nearly pushed me over the edge.  I wanted lots more.

Elaine sat up and I felt her thighs against my legs.  She sat further down at the base of the bed, with her legs either side of me and wide apart so I could see her secret entrance that I had just been inside with my tongue and my cock.

It was a lifetime since I had last seen it and to be reintroduced after all these years was an experience I could never have dreamed of seeing Elaine again like this.

Elaine adjusted herself and got on her knees. Although it was awkward on the small bed, she leaned forward.  She reached forward and took my hard cock in her right hand.  She then brought her face to just above it.  She looked me in the eye as she gave the head of my cock a slow kiss.  Then she lifted her head up slightly, continuing to look in my eyes.

“Miss me?” She asked.

“You weren’t in the bathroom that long,” I replied.

She aimed a punch at my thigh.

“I should bite you for that remark.  You know what I mean.  For the last three decades.”

“Yes, I missed you. What about you?”

Was I telling the truth?  I don’t know but I would say anything to make sure she continued.  Elaine seemed satisfied with my answer, and she took my cock into her mouth and went down on me.

She came up and smiled at me and said, “Maybe I missed your silly sense of humour.”

She then carried on giving my cock attention.

Elaine’s experience was clear.  I felt her tongue on the underside of my cock as the end of my cock engaged with her throat. The experience of an experienced mouth on my cock brought to mind the sensation I got when Kat put my cock in her mouth.  For the next few minutes, I was in another world as Elaine used her mouth and, in particular, her tongue to suck and lick my cock.

I was getting close to coming when Elaine raised herself and above me and gave me a smile.

She waited until I was no longer close, she positioned her breasts on top of my cock, and with her hands pressed them together so they were wrapped around my cock. She then started moving up and down, giving me a wonderful sensation and within moments and had to stop her because I was so close to the edge.

Elaine grinned. “You seemed to enjoy that.  It’s good to know how to get you going.”

I protested, “You have many ways to get me going. Just looking at you is enough.”

“You’re too kind.  You make me feel good and desirable.  I don’t want to waste those condoms you went to so much trouble to get.  Pass me another.”

She held out her hand and I took another condom from the box and handed it to her.  She swiftly unwrapped it and placed it with care on my cock, giving me a further jolt as she rubbed her hands up and down to make sure it was fitted properly.

She sat herself up so that she was straddling me.  Then she worked her way up my body until she was pressing against my cock.

She started grinding herself against me, and once again she quickly brought me to the edge of my orgasm.  Once again, I asked her to slow down so that I didn’t cum too quickly.  She stopped and, while I was still inside her, leaned forward and started kissing me.

She was gentle, using her lips and then tongue.  We kissed for what seemed an age, exploring each other’s mouth.  I held her head in my hands and she moved up and down on me a little.  When she moved and we kissed like this I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I had an incredible orgasm, breaking the kiss to give a loud moan.

As my cock jerked inside her, Elaine also gave out a soft moan and through the condom, I felt her pussy spasm, as we came together.

As we continued to move together Elaine started kissing me gently and I was in ecstasy. We slowly relaxed and stopped moving and she lay on top of me and I felt her breasts pressed against me.

“Wow, that felt special, it’s not often that it happens together,” Elaine whispered.

“Very special,” I replied.

I moved to one side so that Elaine could lie next to me, facing me and still pressed against me. We kissed again, less passionately but even more sensuously with little kisses.  When we finally stopped, we just lay in each other’s arms and, despite the lack of space, started to doze and then fall asleep.

I awoke in the dark room and felt that my whole body was aching from sleeping in an awkward position in the small bed.  As I moved, my head hurt as well, and my neck seemed to have seized up completely.  I tried to get up and found my arm under Elaine’s body.  As I carefully extracted it without waking her, I found it numb from where the circulation had been cut off.  I managed to stand up and tried to orient myself.  I felt the effect of the alcohol from the evening.

I needed to go to the bathroom and while there I drank a large cup of water and wished I had some painkillers.  I thought of waking Elaine to ask her.  I looked at my watch and saw that it was after 4am.  Despite the narrow bed that Elaine and I had shared, I had managed to get a few hours’ of sleep.

I recalled what Elaine and I had done earlier, which had gone far further and for far longer than I had expected.  

Then I thought of Maggie.  I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t thought of her for the last few hours.  I crept back into the bedroom, found my phone and brought it back to the bathroom. I expected to find a message from Maggie but there wasn’t one.  I tried to work out what had happened.

If Maggie had gone home, she would have told me.  Was she still waiting for me to call and come and pick her up on my way home? Maybe she was worried about me, but then she would have messaged me.  I seemed to be thinking in slow-motion but I felt panicky and I decided that I had to leave and find my wife.

I quietly ordered a taxi and, since it would take fifteen minutes to arrive, I had a quick shower to freshen up.  I didn’t want to meet Maggie with the smell of sex with Elaine still on me.  As I dried myself, I messaged Maggie and said that I was going home, and would go via Michael’s place unless I heard differently. I added that I was sorry to be so late, and hoped she was okay.

I wasn’t sure that my message was the right one to send since I wasn’t thinking very clearly, and I wasn’t sure what I would do if I didn’t get a response.  It could be that Maggie was at home and fast asleep, but if that was the case, surely she would have messaged me earlier to tell me?

If I heard nothing, was I going to knock on Michael’s door to see if my wife was there? What might I find?  What if she didn’t want to leave?  I felt desperate as I tried to work out what I should do for the best.

When I left the bathroom, I found that Elaine was sleeping peaceful, naked under the sheet with one breast outside, its nipple inviting my mouth to kiss it again.

I was tempted to squeeze back into the bed, but I knew the taxi was arriving any minute.  So I just leaned over and kissed Elaine on her cheek and touched her breast with my hand.  Elaine stirred but did not wake.  I crept down the stairs as my phone buzzed with a message to tell me the taxi was waiting.