The old guy next door

I’ve written before about how I love having sex or being naked in front of really old men. I’m 23, married, my husband is in London for 6 months and the lockdown is a big struggle as I’m all alone and sexually frustrated. Although I did order some new “toys” online.

This encounter happened a year ago and I was reminded of it yesterday when I received a card in the mail from the gentleman concerned. On the morning in question I’d woken up and was about to get out of bed when I remembered I’d forgotten to put the garbage out. I sleep naked so I grabbed a flimsy little dress I use as house pyjamas and rushed to put the garbage out.

We live in a terrace, so the bin is out the front. Not thinking, I went outside, put the bin at the kerb and then heard the door slam shut! No keys, my husband was away (he travels for work a lot) and there I was in not much of a dress and no underwear.

I knocked on the door of the neighbour I knew, hoping to climb their fence and get in a window I knew was open but, no answer. So I tried the other side. An old man, late sixties but in good shape, answered the door in a bathrobe. I explained my situation and asked if he had a ladder as the brick fence was quite high. He said it was an air bnb so he would look for a ladder but couldn’t be sure.

As we walked through his kitchen to the back yard he asked if I knew anything about coffee machines as he couldn’t get his to work. I’m not very mechanical and said “as he was doing me a favour I would make one for him and bring it over if I could get in to my house”. He found an old ladder that was a bit rickety and said he would need to hold it for me!

Now most girls would be highly embarrassed at the thought. Climbing a ladder, short dress, no knickers with an old guy staring at my pussy. But as I said, I love sex with or flashing old men. I was tingling with anticipation. I climbed the ladder, swung my leg over the fence, paused to make sure he had a good look at my pussy and arse, that I presume was spread wide in clear view then dropped on to the table below and was in my yard. I told him I would be over with his coffee in a few minutes.

Inside I turned the coffee machine on then quickly showered and put on some make up. I wanted to look good for what I was hoping was about to happen!

20 minutes later I knocked on his door with two coffee’s. He was still in his bathrobe. Hoping for something?

We sat at his table chatting and then nervously, almost stammering he said “my wife died 5 years ago, and that was the most beautiful thing I’ve seen since then, any chance I could take a picture to remember you by?”

That was what I was hoping for and again I started tingling. I said “sure, do you want me to climb the ladder again?” He said he would be happy if I just lifted up my dress as he’d never seen a bald pussy before”. I stood up and lifted my dress. He grabbed his phone and took a few pics.

Then I said “I feel silly like this, do you want me to get completely naked?” You should have seen his face! There I was, standing in his kitchen with him staring at my 35c tits and bald pussy. I then moved to the couch and sat down.

Legs spread I started masturbating and spreading my pussy lips. One then two fingers inside. He stopped taking pics and put his hand in his robe and started wanking. I said “ let me help you” knelt in front of him, undid his robe and started licking then sucking his cock. Looking up at him he was in heaven. I think he almost came when I said “do you want to take some pics with your cock in my mouth and pussy?”

He fucked me with one hand holding his phone clicking away and me rubbing my clit. I had a huge orgasm then asked if he had ever had anal sex? The look on his face nearly gave me another orgasm.

He fucked my arse, more pics, and I asked if he would like to cum in my arse or mouth? He came in my arse of course!

As I was leaving he told me he was leaving the next day but would love to see me again if I was available for breakfast before he left. I knew what he wanted for breakfast!

The next morning I popped in, this time wearing a coat that was covering suspenders, heels, and a bra. Once inside I took off my coat, put on a bit of a show and we did it again.

The card read “thanks for the time of my life” I thought about our encounter last night while I played with my new “toys” and brought myself to multiple orgasms. Might have been the time of his life but it was pretty fine for me too.

Caz

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