I first heard about Jerry 's passing from an old supporter of mine, Greg Jansson. Greg, Boche and I had grown up together in Brooklyn. It was n't a great neck of the woods. The kind of shoes you tried to move away from. well-nigh of our mathematical group had. Either somewhere else in the NY area or dispersed around the country. I 'm James Petillo, I usually go by Jim, but to many of the people I grew up with I 'll always be jemmy. I had n't seen most of the old group in 40 years. I was one of those who got out. I 've lived in a few home around the U.S., and now I happened to be in Phoenix.

'' Hello, Jimmy ? ``

'' Yes, this is Jim Petillo, who 's this ? ``

'' Greg, Greg Jansson. ``

'' Oh hey Greg, it 's been years. ``

'' Yeah, too long. I got some bad tidings. Boche 's passed. '' He could only mean Hun Ferrone. But I had to be sure.

'' Jerry Ferrone ? ``

'' Yeah about a workweek ago. tenderness flak. ``

'' Shit, that sucking. ``

'' So, I 've been working with a twosome of the guys who still live around here in the metropolis. Brian and Phil. We 're putting together a memorial serving and a reunification of sort for the old vicinity. '' I quickly went through my calendar in my head.

'' I 'm in. Just evidence me when and where. I 'll be there. It 's been too long anyway. ``

'' Great, knew I could depend on you. ``

'' Who else do you take in ? ``

'' well, me Brian, Phil of course. Kenny, Sal, Josh, Sandy, Carol, you remember Carol Sanders. '' Remember ? How could I forget. Carol and I spent the summertime after richly schooltime learning all about sex from each other. I had n't seen her in decennium, but I could never forget.

'' Uh, yeah, of course. Great that you 're able-bodied to track down so many. ``

'' Oh, we 're working on another ten or so. We think we can get the community room at the church building. Phil 's place will supply. ``

'' Sounds like a clap. Unfortunate that it took losing Jerry to get us together. ``

'' Maybe we can all get together more often. We 'll see how it goes. undecomposed to recognise you 'll be there. ``

'' Oh trusted. Of grade. Thanks for calling. '' We hung up. I 'd barely been paying attention to the details. I was thinking about Carol. I wondered how she looked. I KNEW what she used to bet like. Ah Carol. 18 yr old. Cutest daughter around. Dark tomentum, dour Brown University centre. Medium altitude, nice butt, mmm, and her tits. Full, ripe, a adolescent 's wet dream. We started by going to the movies. Then after a couple movies she let me set out touching her chest. I was in heaven. Then she let a script sideslip inside. So closing. Just a bra in the way. We made out, I held her close, my handwriting wandering to her tooshie, business firm, round. We advance to my car. Finding the usual lovers'floater, known and passed down over genesis. Places just secret enough to admit a youth man to get to have it off his girl. There was the day Carol reached back and unclasped her bra. Then slid it down her articulatio humeri. Almost embarrassed. By what ? Maybe her nudeness. It could n't be concern over what she was about to share with me. I was 18, horny and inexperienced. And she was going to let me see real number inhabit tits. Oh god, what tits. Large, hanging proudly, large areola, with striking nipples begging for attention. If she had doubts I quickly let her make out that I admired her asset. To touch them, to taste them, to suckle and nibble and clinch, a dream come true. We were inexperienced, but willing to learn. And this was just the beginning.

I was used to living alone. 20 yr of union, then she 'd decided she wanted someone who was home more often. But sales was what I did well and travel was a large part of that. And honestly, I was n't getting any on the position. But she had her doubts, or at least used that to help her draw up her mind. That was over ten years ago. I never really met somebody else I wanted or needed. I got used to being alone. I travelled freely, had chance affairs, but that was all. So the condo was empty except for me.

So here I was, almost 60 with a hardon for person I had n't seen in nearly 40 years. I figured it would give-up the ghost. At my age they usually did go quickly enough. Then five mo later I realized I still had that fast tingling in my short pants. I went into the lavatory and stripped down. Yeah I 'd put on some weight around the middle. Surely more than I should. At 18 I was 6 infantry and about 175. Now I was somewhere North of 200. I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair gone mostly hoar. At least I still had my hair. I wondered how many would be showing up mostly bare up there. I looked down. I was stillness hard. Ah what the nether region, I took it in hand, closed my eyes and..

carol, the first off fourth dimension she let me take off her gasp. Then her thin white pantie. And there is was. Dark hair forming a V leading to the mysterious promise realm. Touching her, my mitt sliding down through that hair until, the slit that divided her, my finger pressing between her mouth, down, feeling wetness. Desire ? We were kissing as my hand roamed. Maybe I was trying to distract her from what I was doing. Maybe she did n't take care. This was my inaugural real pussy. Real in that I 'd wined and dined ( Ok, pizza and cokes ) and took my metre, treating her with esteem. The `` easy '' lady friend who got passed around kind of did n't look. carol, Carol with the cute aspect, the bouncy full breasts, the shapely hip joint, the wizardly dark haired pussy. Carol was a real lady friend. And my bridge player had reached the predict land ...

I came in spurts, splattering the sink, even onto the mirror. Silly in some ways, but the most emphatic in ages.

Relaxing on my terrace, sang-froid deglutition in my hand I thought about the old neighborhood. We 'd had the usual city fun, got in low level problem, had endless gag. We 'd scram our showtime blowjob from local girls who wanted some care. From the perspective of my current age I realized how we were taking advantage of soul, but at the clip, hey I was getting my shaft sucked. But ...

The first time Christmas carol went down on me ... in the back ass of my old Chevy. I did n't need to force her. We seemed to do affair, to take next whole tone by mutual unspoken agreement. So when she took my pecker out and instead of just stroking it as she had before, when she put her flabby backtalk on the head, I nearly shot my load on the post. With a great sum of money of self control that I barely had I held on, and watched as my cock entered her mouth, in by inch. When she had the top half wet she began bobbing her caput, licking and sucking at me. She looked up at me with her sexy dark eyes, looking for approval. Between gasps and groan I assured her I could n't be more proud of. When the inevitable arrived, I warned her. She pulled off and spotter as my cum spurted onto my stomach ...

It was a few sidereal day later when I received the email, sent to 15 of us. We had a date and sentence. This was going to pass off. Good work Greg. I made flight program and booked a hotel in the city a little metro ride to the old neighborhood. I did n't see an e-mail address that was sure to be Carol 's. I really did n't know her tale over the past tense 40 old age. Was she married ? Kyd ? I figured I 'd just wait until the remembrance. She 'd remember who I was, of course of action, but would she commend me like I remembered her ? Would she want to if she was there with a husband ?

egg laying in bed that night I thought back to ...

Our for the first time time. We decided we would, then waited for an chance. The car was n't an option. Not for her first time. At the risk of making it a superior general announcement we checked with Friend until we found someone whose apartment would be spare one afternoon. It was shortly after commencement. I 'd like to call back it as an amazing unforgettable experience. But what I remember more was the fumbling, getting the condom face pack open, then on, then trying to go gentle but maybe being too enthusiastic and she winced, she cried, I was fast, she assured me it was ok. Then we promised each former it would be better next clip. I was thankful there would be a succeeding time.

And there were many succeeding times. We became less concerned with where as we focused on how soon. She now felt pleasure instead of painfulness, I lasted longer and I think added to her pleasure. I surely was feeling bully ...

The metre for my tripper back east was finally here. I set out my apparel, checked myself in the mirror. Not too bad for my age, some business line, some extra exercising weight, grey hair. I wondered how the early guy had fared. Sure some s.o.b. was going to take care 20 years younger, but what can you do. You live life and alive with your determination. I 'd left home for college. Not everyone from our neighborhood went to college. It just was n't the expected thing then. But I went to a school in the Midwest and really never went back. I met my succeeding married woman in my fourth-year class. I was more experienced by then and the human relationship was much deep. There was definitely love. There was passionateness. There was a lot of the corking things in life. And there was for a longsighted time.

I was settled into my tail end on the plane, flipping through the airline magazine. I looked up to see a somewhat familiar brass coming towards me. It had to be Ken McGraw. I looked, waiting. He was trying to find his row when his centre found mind. I could see the recognition on his face,

'' Jimmy ? '' I nodded. I had no estimation he lived out this way. His butt was three rows behind mine, but not being shy he soon was sitting in the aisle seat by me. After handshakes and dab on the berm we settled in.

'' Ken, I had no musical theme you live out this way. ``

'' Not exactly around here. I 'm in California, but had to switch planes here. How are you ? ``

'' I 'm good, very honest. Looking forward to seeing everyone. ``

'' I 'm trusted. Especially Carol ? '' He said that with a raised eyebrow.

'' Yeah, it 'll be slap-up to see her. You ever see any of the old work party ? ``

'' I 've seen Phil over the years when I go back to see my parents. But not too many others. '' I looked at Ken, he could generously be described as thick. Balding too I noticed. Getting old suction, but it beats the alternative. I imagined I 'd hear that one more than once the next few days. We caught up on our lives during the next few hours. When we got to LaGuardia I got a ride into the city. Ken was heading to the old neighborhood. His parents still lived there.

Relaxing in my hotel room, thinking about seeing everyone, I of course went back to the summertime of Carol. We 'd been introduced to the glories of sex. We were young, looking as adept as we ever would and feeling that way. One retentivity came back to me. Mid summer, maybe late July. It was over 90. We 'd slip up to the roof of her flat building. We were n't supposed to be there, but then that meant no one else would be there. We 'd brought towels to protect us from the hot tar. We stripped down to our underwear to soak up some sun. feel, and looking, sexy, Carol removed her bra to smooth out the tan line of work. She laid there next to me, her Elwyn Brooks White knocker in sharp contract to her otherwise tanned skin. I kissed her articulatio humeri and worked my way from her tan skin, to the white chest, to the turgid sinister tit. She moaned as I lavished praise on her Delicious body, using my lingua. Reaching down she found a very grueling cock in my shorts. Still moaning, she let her hand slip up and down my cover up cock.

'' Do you think we can ? ``

'' I do n't recognise Jimmy, person could get along up here. '' I did my best to convince her. Continuing my attention, now on her other chest. My free hand, touching her hot skin across her stomach, then into her underwear. I moved my kisses up to her neck, while feeling the wetness between her legs. Just as I was about to land my kisses to her mouth, `` Oh Jimmy, I need you. '' I looked down at her, into her sorry inviting eyes.

'' OK, let me get a rubber. '' I had my underwear off in seconds and had fished a mailboat out of my shorts. I was set in disc time. I rolled up my towel, having to commit it up off the sticky hot tarred roof. And used it for a pillow as Christmas carol lay back positioning herself to allow me in. The hot summer sun, the open populace location, the very daring of it all added to our excitement. We fucked liked we never had before. It had to be a slight uncomfortable for carol, I could feel the pebbly tiles under my knees, as I pushed her butt into the towel. But she never complained ; rather she seemed encouraged to let her groan and sigh and encouraging watchword to ring out.

'' Come on Jimmy, yeah, fuck me intemperately Jimmy, oh shit, yes, yes go tough, gim me that cock ... '' And on she went as I buried myself endlessly into her wet tempt slit. Her question hung back, her sassing surface, eyes squeezed against the sun as she came hard, pushing herself up to meet me, `` OOOOh fuck jimmy, fuck meeeee, ooooh, oh. '' I felt like i could go all day, the hot sun burning my pallid ass as it pushed me into Carol. Then with a net push and exhale, I filled the prophylactic with what felt like a huge load. Collapsing against Carol, I kissed her in appreciation. I was truly spent.

'' Jimmy, that was bewilder, but pull out. '' I wanted to stay on attached to her all day, but acknowledged the unfortunate person world and sat back letting my cock twilight from her. I stayed there sitting on my legs admiring her beautiful torso. Her mammilla, now slightly reddened, shaking as she reached her deal to advert my cock, my stomach. We stayed that way a couple minutes, until our bit was broken by the sound of someone opening the room access on the former English of the roof. mother fucker, if we 'd decided to lay out on that side we 'd give been seen already.

We scrambled up grabbing our wearing apparel, her towel now hopelessly stuck to the ceiling. We ran to the rear side of the small shed. carol got her t shirt on but that did n't even cover her butt. She whispered,

'' jimmy what are we gon na do ? ``

'' I can give way myself up and distract him while you go down the stairs. ``

'' No, you do n't live here you 'll get in more trouble. ``

'' You ca n't do it, your, um, is showing. '' She looked down, her bush in clean-cut prospect. `` How about the fire escape, it 's decent over there ? ``

We could see the metal legal community hooking over the edge of the roof. carol looked unsure, but we had few options. We could find out what must have been the superintendent from across the cap,

'' OK, who 's up here ? No one allowed on the roof. Someone heard you up here. '' We looked at each other, nodded, and ran for the edge. Carol looked over. When I looked I saw why she 'd hesitated. It was a metal run leading to the first landing. Then down the stair two stage until we reached her apartment.

'' Go, Carol, go ! ``

'' It 's hot. ``

'' Just go ! '' Trying to whisper but also urge her to move. She swung her leg over the bound. Yes I did notice her glistening pussy as her legs separated. She began going down the ravel. What a view that would give birth been for anyone looking. I followed, wearing only a wide-cut condom. As we worked our way down from the fourth to the third floor we heard a voice from somewhere,

'' Woo, looking good. Damn. ``

'' dungeon going carol. '' We reached her apartment, opened the window. Fortunately no one was dwelling. As I slipped in behind her I heard a voice from above,

'' I do n't know where you went, but do n't come up here again ! '' Looks like we made it. We stood in Christmas carol 's kitchen. She looked at me and laughed.

'' You have no idea how silly you looked standing there with just that matter hanging on your shaft. '' I looked down. The excitement of the safety valve and watching Carol move around with no pants had gotten me laborious again, but the cum filled condom still hung off me. I slid it off wiped myself with a theme towel. carol looked at me still smiling. `` Thanks for getting us out of there. I would accept frozen and not gone over the position. Here bring that to me. '' I stepped towards Christmas carol, in her kitchen, she got to her human knee. Carol took my gruelling cock in hand and smiled up at me again, then took me into her mouth.

'' Is this ok, safe, Christmas carol ? '' She looked up,

'' Ssh, we have time. I want your cum inside me. '' Then she took my putz again and sucked long and hard. Licking, sucking, stroking me. She held my orchis as she bobbed on my cock. She licked my length, flicked her tongue on my testicle, on the underside of my cockhead. I held onto the swallow hole to hold myself upright. She sucked and sucked. When I told her I was going to cum, she hummed, `` MMM, hmm '' and continued. When I could look no longer I came, and came, filling her oral cavity, feeling her drink. When finished I looked at her with appreciation, and surprise.

'' You never let me before. ``

'' You earned it. And golden for you, I liked it. ``

'' Wow, that was the sound ever. '' She smiled again. Then stood to retain me.

'' OK, I think we 've take adequate chances for one day. Let 's get dressed and out of here. I 'm not supposed to feature boys over when Mom 's not home plate. '' We dressed. We were hot, sweaty, sunburned in position, buck private station, and a bit disheveled. But we were also glad, and satisfied and full of inflammation. We left her apartment, doing our best not to been seen so that no one could make assumptions. Yes, it was quite the summertime ...

needle to say, these memories provided stark inducement to palliate myself. I rested well afterwards and was up and ready to go back home on Sabbatum. I 'd decided to go over early and walk what were once fellow streets. Much was intimate, a lot had changed. What were formerly apartment edifice with long time renter were now `` condos ''. But with snag dominance there were still a fistful of old timers, like Phil 's parents. Granted most citizenry who were onetime when we roamed the streets were now long gone. Even the young grownup then are well into their 80 's. I barely recognized Phil when I stopped in the deli. days of sampling the family 's famed sandwiches and hot trays had added a bit around the middle. We caught up for awhile and had a peppers and egg sandwich for breakfast. The public schoolhouse looked the same, but at least the old ballfield had been updated. No More balls hitting rock'n'roll for these small fry. At 12 I made my way to the Catholic church service that had served our neighborhood for over 100 years. Behind the church building was the community foyer. When I walked inside it was like stepping back in clip. The same statues, the same trend mantle and the familiar degree on the powerful side. A few of the cat where there already. The handshakes and squeeze were genuine and preserve as each new person entered after me. About 20 bit after I had arrived a associate face, changed but still familiar, entered the hall.

Carol Sanders, sure-enough, weighed down, graying just a little, but unmistakably, carol. I walked towards her, wondering if she would be as excited to see me as I was to see her.

'' Carol. '' I said it as fact rather than a question.

'' jemmy ! Greg told me you were coming. So estimable to see you. '' I awkwardly waited a here and now then drew her in for a hug. When we separated there was a tear in her eye. `` jimmy, it 's been so long. I only hope you remember me as fondly as I remember you. ``

'' Christmas carol, you have no melodic theme. '' We hugged again, then went to join the others.

At 12:30 we started the remembrance. Mostly it was each of us taking turns remembering our past times and adventures we had with Hun. We laughed, and cried. Fatherhood Delillo offered a prayer, then we broke into a outstanding mob of talking, laughing, crying older men and women. Phil 's guy set-up the lunch and we added eating to the talking and laughing. I looked around the room. Sure enough it was Greg Jansson, the s.o.b. who looked more 40 than 60. Although I had to acknowledge Sandy James Scott Connors was still an attractive charwoman. Always tall and slim, time had n't changed that. I mingled but often found myself sitting with Carol. I learned that her husband of over 20 years had passed away a decade back. She had one adult son who lived down south. She was a grandmother.

'' Oh so that make you a gilf. '' I said it to be laughable, not thinking of the implication.

'' Hmmm, so would you ? ``

'' Would I what ? '' She leaned in, and with her library voice,

'' Like to fuck me. ``

'' Oh I, did n't intend. Sorry. '' I was flustered when I realized how bold I 'd been.

'' Oh stop being silly. We have too much history to be embarrassed. ``

'' Ok, yeah. I just did n't require you thinking I assumed anything. ``

'' No, we 're good. It really is marvelous to see you. '' She held my hand in hers. We were two different people than we had been, but of course we were still Carol and jemmy. I put my other helping hand over hers. She looked me in the eyes.

'' So, would you ? '' I paused just a moment.

'' Yes, I would. I 've been thinking about that summer ever since Greg mentioned your epithet on the phone. And it was n't the pizza pie and Cokes. ``

'' If I were immature I 'd blush. Now I 'm well-chosen a man finds me suitable. ``

'' Why would n't I ? You 're still Carol electric sander, who rocked my world like no one else. ``

'' Was it more a shooting champion that burned hot for a short time ? ``

'' It was, but now, who knows. '' We were interrupted by others joining our board and we turned to former topics. Music started up and of form I asked Carol to dance. Since there were many Sir Thomas More men than women, she took turning dancing with some of our other old Friend. Still she came back to me often.

When the assemblage was breaking up I asked if she 'd join me for dinner. To my delight she agreed. We took an Uber back into Manhattan and made our way to a restaurant in Little Italian Republic. When we were settled over glasses of vino we picked up the conversation from earlier in the day. More particular of our lives, where we were now, and our futurity plans as seniors.

I had a crazy idea. Perhaps it was well too soon. Then again we were n't exactly kids. So I let it out,

'' I have a lieu near Phoenix. No one else living there. Plenty to do in the arena for multitude of our age. Would you think moving out there, with me ? ``

'' Oh Jimmy. I do n't know. It 's so soon. We 've just met again. Jeez. Maybe a visit ? ``

'' Of class ! Whatever works for you. I, well seeing you has been the best matter in age. '' She took my hand again,

'' jemmy, this has been the most enjoyable day since Fred passed. Truly, you 're the Lapplander jemmy in many ways. ``

'' There 's just more of me ? ``

'' Both of us to be reasonable. But at our age we do n't ghost over such things. ``

When dinner was over I asked Carol if she 'd like to continue over at my hotel.

'' Are you trying to make me St. James ? ``

'' I believe I 've forgotten how that works. So I go for straight forward. ``

'' Then yes. ``

When we got into my way, we 'd just put down our crownwork when we were in a clench, kissing passionately and testing where our hands could safely adjoin. Apparently there were no restrictions. We broke our osculation for a instant, then Carol looked at me,

'' Yes jemmy, I want to. Be kind. When this dress comes off I 'm not the Carol you remember. ``

We kissed our way to the bed. wearing apparel were lost along the way. Now fully into the moment I did n't concern myself with exposing my more than middle aged body. Christmas carol paused, then submitted to the inevitable. The once large firm chest were balmy, hanging, her teat no longer perched high. I held one and smiled at her, letting her know I appreciated her body. She reached down around my easy halfway finding my stiffening turncock. Her still dark middle searched mine, finding desire and anticipation. Watching me all the way she slowly got to her knees, eye level with my cock, emerging from a small bulge under my gut. Looking up again,

'' I hope I remember how you liked it. '' I moaned as she took my prick into her mouth sucking me deep, licking around and to the tip. When she had me skillful and hard, I helped her up, `` Make love to me Jimmy. Or sleep together me as hard as you can pull off. ``

carol lay back on the bed, I looked at her body, touched her and let my hand find the balmy cleft between her back talk, letting my fingers explore an sphere I knew by heart at one metre. Her moans of approval told me my computer storage was pretty good too. But now giving in to the realities of age, I did n't consume the erection I had and soon had my prick sliding up into her pussy for the number 1 time in 40 some years. She bent her knees and gave me elbow room to work. I held myself up and began slowly sinking my cock into Christmas carol. Where once I would have vigorously plowed into her, rocking her and bouncing her on the bed, I now let our older shape, clangor and jiggle as we met.

'' Oh Jimmy, am I ok, am ... ''

'' Shh, you 're sodding Carol. You feel amazing. '' With a binge in the turning point of her eye,

'' You feel nice too. I have n't done this in days. I did n't get it on if I 'd ever ... oh, oh god, yes jimmy, like that, mmm. ``

I leaned against Carol, as much as I could. Kissed her, waiting. I wanted to finish, but I was tiring from the effort. It had n't been quite as long for me, but I was n't a youthful man. I pushed and pushed, then felt the familiar feeling.

'' I 'm rubber Carol, if you want. ``

'' Oh no worries about that, yes, yes, finally you can. '' So I let the feeling human body and for the first sentence ever, I came in Carol, letting my cum spill into her. When I 'd finished I rolled to the slope and held her. Now I was near a tear or two myself.

'' Carol, thank you. Back then I always wished we could do it like this. '' She put her hand to my face, held it there looking at me.

'' Would you keep loving me like this ? ``

'' Well I take a lot prospicient to be cook again. Maybe tomorrow ? ``

'' No silly. I do n't need 'always fix'Jimmy any more. Would you hold me and kiss me and be my best admirer ? And have sex whenever we can handle ? ``

'' That would be easy. I realized this afternoon that I love you. I guess I always have. ``

'' So that summer was n't just wild loony sex because it was useable ? ``

'' All honesty ? Yeah that was a prominent piece of it. I think I was too Whitney Moore Young Jr. to hump the departure. '' carol seemed satisfied by my response. The next sunup I woke to Christmas carol running her nails along my cock, watching it stiffen.

'' Morning lover. Does this still get like this in the dawning ? ``

'' MMM, hmm. More often than not. ``

'' Hmm, that 's promising. Mind if I ? ``

'' Oh please, be my client. '' Christmas carol quickly took my cock most of the way into her mouth, ensuring it was good and wet. Then she swung her leg over me and adjust herself until I was entering her. As she moved back to allow me to inscribe, carol leaned over me allowing her pendulous tit to swing above me. Once I was properly enveloped she leaned on me as we both rocked and thrust while allowing our grievous bodies to rest together. `` Sit up, I 'd like to bet at you. ``

'' Oh please, my Brigham Young body is a foresighted gone memory. ``

'' No, I want to see you. Watch you, bask who you are. '' She sat back and rocked her hip joint letting my cock explore her. `` That feels so honest. MMM, like that. ``

'' Oh jimmy you make me fell so good. In all style. '' We continued in that way, pleasuring each early. Carol found the the right way pip for her and came as I held out hoping for just that. Releasing myself into her was a treat again.

We showered, then went for breakfast. We had one Sir Thomas More upshot that evening with the grouping. A dinner over in Brooklyn. As I looked over my coffee cup I asked again,

'' So, what are you going to do after tonight ? ``

'' Hopefully spend another night with my good friend jimmy ? ``

'' Ooh, promising. Then tomorrow ? ``

'' I 'll go abode and pass on sober circumstance to an arouse suggestion. ``

'' So moving, or visiting capital of Arizona is a possibility ? '' She smiled over her cup.

'' It 's the best offer I 'm potential to welcome. My heart says, start at it GO ! But, my brain says to think about everything else. ``

'' certainly, take your time, I 'm not going anywhere. Decide what you want. ``

'' What DO you want jemmy ? '' I thought a moment. To give her an honest resolution and to discussion it correctly.

'' Carol, I 'm looking to retire once I 'm by 60. I 'm not rich, but I 'm well off. I do n't need extra money. I 'd paint a picture you keep your plus to yourself. So that 's the dull money role. What I 'm looking for is a companion to parcel my remaining years. person who knows me and has feelings for me. I 'd like to travel and consume mortal to be there with me. I 've been lonely, I do n't want to be lonely. What I offer is a place to live and someone who will be there with you every day. To help fill the rest of your daylight, or as many as I last. And if we both enjoy some honest old fashioned sex along the way, well that 's an special. We 've had our vernal memories together, now let 's delight the time we have left. ``

Carol looked at me. I could see her working through what I 'd said. I doubt she was surprised. She sat with her chin in her hands looking at me. Her night middle studying me.

'' Then this is n't a married couple proposal ? ``

'' If I thought for a back that that 's what you wanted or needed, I 'd be on my knee in moments. We 've both been married. I do n't know that it 's necessary, and may actually be less complicated long term. ``

She nodded her head. `` You 've become a wise old man. Although watching you get down on a knee joint might be entertaining. '' We laughed, which broke the distressfulness. `` Let me get home base, have a twosome of years to make plans, then I 'll see you in Arizona. I 'll stay until I think I need to go home. That day may never come in. '' The grin on my face told her all she needed to know.

When we arrived for the chemical group dinner it was likely obvious to everyone that something had changed. Carol arrived on my arm, unembarrassed, unconcerned what anyone would call back. As I looked around I saw more than a few nods. Greg spoke for many as he leaned to us,

'' Seems some have really renewed their old friendship ? '' I looked at Christmas carol, letting her decide on a response. But these were acquaintance from the years when we 'd adopt anyone 's useable room to satisfy our indigence. Carol replied without blushing,

'' Let 's just say, sometimes you can pick up where you left off. '' Greg and the others at our table hooted and applauded. Carol added,

'' I 'll be visiting Jimmy in Phoenix in a few weeks. '' Now Greg patted me on the rachis,

'' That 's so corking. You two were quite a twain. '' A few others came around to preen us. It felt great, natural to be out with carol as my partner. I could enjoin she felt the Lapp. After dinner we walked the old region one more than sentence, hand in deal. We laughed and pointed out old turning point, often places where we had enjoyed each other 's ship's company. When we came to carol 's old apartment construction I pointed to the roof.

'' Remember ? ``

'' Oh god Jimmy, how could I forget. Running down the fire escape practically naked. So close to being caught. ``

'' One of my favorite memories. ``

'' I 'm trusted. Making beloved under the hot summertime sun. It was both romantic and high-risk. Such a turn on. ``

'' I have a fenced in grand back home. ``

'' Oh you and your dirty brain. I like it. ``

That dark I reacquainted myself to the taste of carol 's pussy. She was shy at 1st about me seeing her so up close.

'' Carol, if we 're going to pass our living together there are no secrets. I 'd wish to be capable to give you all the delight I can. ``

'' So you wo n't be bothered that I 'm graying and .... ''

'' stopover. There will be no more talk of our age and our soundbox being anything negative. We are who we are. People get older. No need to discontinue having fun. '' She laid back on the bed and let me do my affair. I nibbled and teased and licked as I had in the past times. When my knife began working over her clitoris, I could tell she was into it,

'' Oh god jimmy, oh I have n't ... so long ... keep ooooo going. '' Now I was fully into it my tongue lashing her clit and licking her dent and teasing at her open puss. She grasped my hair, held me in place and told me firmly not to stop. When she arched her back and pushed her kitty into my face I knew she was cumming. I kept going until she relaxed and begged me to give up. When I joined her at the top of the bed I asked,

'' Now is that something we should stop doing ? ``

'' Never. You were a good cunt licker and still are. '' I accepted the compliment, then we toasted our rekindled relationship with Champagne. I snuggled Carol from behind and slither my cock into her. She sighed as I caressed her and slowly filled her wet pussy. I took my sentence, enjoyed touching her as I rocked into her. When I had cum, I stayed holding Carol with my softening cock inside her. Still amazed that I was really feeling Christmas carol inside after all this time. And now it seemed like this might be something we 'd do until we just could n't. But we were previous, not old. We had eld to enjoy ourselves.

I returned home plate to the quick sunshine, and my empty home. I looked around wondering what changes we 'd make. Surely a woman 's touch. This was n't just going to be somewhere Carol was visiting, a guest. When, if, she moved in permanently it would be her home too. Everything seemed to go as planned. carol visited, and stayed a month. She enjoyed the affectionate sun, the small pool, even my cooking. We made love and enjoyed each other 's society. Laying out by the syndicate one day I brought up the summer day, nearly as hot, when we had carefree sex on her roof. Naked to the world, not concerned, in the mo, that we 'd be caught.

'' When was the end time you had sex outside ? ``

'' Oh Jimmy, it had to have been on the roof. ``

'' Want to do it outside again ? '' Christmas carol looked around, noting that the high fence allowed a adept measure of privacy.

'' Can I stimulate more cushion than my towel on that tar roof ? ``

'' Sure. You can stay right on that mope. '' To show I was n't kidding I stood and removed my swim trunks. My rising cock was soon pointing at Carol as she slipped off her causa. Sitting back on the dillydallier, she opened her legs to allow me access. I noticed that she had trimmed herself as she had in the past tense. I settled in between her legs and offered my shaft to her. When she had rubbed me up and down her incision and lieu me at her opening I pushed in and reveled in our closeness. As was our new found habit we made love slowly, casually, enjoying our intimacy, remembering our betimes days of lewd, youthful dynamism. I was so very happy to have Carol back in my life. She 'd reassure me that she felt the same. Now her moan of joy assured me that she was enjoying our mating.

Perhaps it was where we were doing it, reminding her of past times, or one time in item, but she put her mouth to my ear and low enough not to be heard by neighbor, `` Oooh, oh fuck me Jimmy. shtup me hard. Oooo, aaaaah, Uh, uh, mmmmm, yes, yes hard, fuuuuck me. '' I tried. I gave her what I had. Our bodies slapping together, my cock plunging in with each thrust, with the lust of eld apart and now rejoined. I forgot my age and fucked like I had n't in years. Then it came upon me, from thick inside, building, until, rushing forward I let loosen a series of squirt, into my dear, then collapsing against her, holding myself on my human knee and elbows as the strength left me with the pulsing orgasm.

'' jemmy, you old beast you, that was just what I needed now. ``

'' Just do n't expect that too often. Whew. '' Carol held me and we stayed together until I need to lay back on my chair.

Carol went plate to make organisation, alert her family, then sent out her necessary property. We now share my house in Arizona, travel frequently, and enjoy each early 's caller as much as ever .