Here I am sitting on a aeroplane heading to Chicago and then connecting to a commuter train to Iowa. Why, I heading to see a supporter ( and occasional lover ) for 2 Night. I'm not sure even if we are going to do anything so much has happened in the 4 long time since we last saw each early. I do take in a marriage and 3 spring up kids so again, what am I doing….

A bit of explanation is in order… Linda and I met over 40 geezerhood ago while she was a senior in High shoal and I was just starting College with her then boyfriend Ken. We never even thought of each other as dating material, we were more a brother/sister to each former. You see, my biologic sister and I aren't ending ( I haven't seen her in over a decade ) and Linda is an only tiddler. She went on to tie Ken ( I was in their wedding ) and after a few years of his working as a tech. and going to school Ken got his degree and moved to Iowa to pursue his career. I met and married my wife before they moved ( and I graduated ) and we were friends with occasional evening out for pizza.

After we both had various kids we kept talking about our life history by telephone ( remember, this was pre-Internet mean solar day ) and she mentioned she was coming back to town to see relatives. One thing led to another and we ended up confluence in Robert Indiana before I rode back with her to Buckeye State. Even though we didn't decide in advance to jump in bed together, it did happen. I was her 2nd man ever.

Linda was a virgin when she married due to some medical checkup way out concerning how small her vaginal opening was so she hadn't slept with any other man. I was secure ( already having been"fixed") and my bit of partners could still be counted on the fingers of 1 hand. We were experimenting as much as having a rich relationship and the Nox was glorious.

fountainhead, living a time zone away restricted our group meeting to once every few years so virtually of the time we still served as a brother and baby as our lifetime unfolded ( You know the times when you needed to vent about your married person, we were the air pressure relief valve for each early ). I eventually moved to Grand Canyon State for work and to be near my parents so it was even farther space and I relegated our"visits"to the past tense. That stayed that way for many years…

Then about 4 years ago I had a clientele trip over to Atlanta and I could route myself thru boodle and drop a day or two there. I mentioned it to Linda and she thought she could submit a day or two there as well. We did that and spent about 36 hours exploring each former's consistence for what I suspected would be our the last time. After all I was retiring in a class or two and would not be typically travelling alone. A 60 year old that came 4 times and thought"what a way to have our last cast away ”.

Well the unspoilt laid plans didn't piece of work out and 5 days later I'm still working and Linda divorced Ken. We don't need to go into detail about the divorcement other than to corroborate that I was not part of that split. Now up to today…

I have a business concern trip again and extended it by 2 daytime. Using frequent flyer knot, I routed myself through IA. Linda and I had only seen each other at her untested son's wedding 2 old age ago and of grade we were on our best behavior. I really didn't know if we would still throw a arc and honestly I wasn't sure if she had reached a point where men in her bed were going to be part of her life anymore. Linda did try a relationship after being ace but it didn't study out due to health outcome and she is both foiled and independent now.

fountainhead I texted her when I landed at ORD and confirmed my comer in Iowa about 2 hours later. There were no delays and I arrived, waited for my bag and then sent her another note that I was heading to the curb. Well, about 2 bit later she drove up, got out and we hugged, throwing my bag in the back and climbed in. Some small public lecture kept us going until we got to her condo.

The two of us went up the steps from the garage into her hallway and to the kitchen. I dropped my bag in a corner and she started the"tour"of her shoes. It wasn't too big but quite comfortable for what she needed. Upstairs were the bedroom where she had a job for me ; to install a unhorse kit on a fan she had put up a few weeks before. Before I saw that I was shown her bedroom with a tycoon size bed and the tub on the other side of meat of the room. We started over to see the bathroom and Linda turned around and kissed me. It wasn't a"welcome to my home"type ; more like a"I need a person now"with tongue and suction. It lasted almost a hour and I had a reaction as you might expect. My hands wandered down to her seat and fondled her cheeks while her hand moved to brush my privates. I had to incite my hand up as well to her boob and softly book them.

This reminded me of a"Big knock theory"episode at the end of time of year 5. It's the one where both Lenard and Penny were thinking about dating and separately were introduced ( or reminded of ) Schroeder's Cat. Briefly, this model is to explain to cent that until they try out the kinship, there is no way to make love if it will be good or bad, alert, or dead. On the episode, the 2 of them kissed and Penny said"Alright, the cat's alive, let's go… ”. That felt the Saami way this time for us.

We eventually broke apart as she really did show me the sleep of her stead. I figured the spare bedroom would remain spare for us and we ended up back in her elbow room. Another kiss next to her bed and our deal were all over each other. I slipped my hands under her top and fondled her tit and lifted the bra up so they were directly in my hands. Linda had really solid breasts ; they still seem to be asset of a 15 twelvemonth old. She wears a bra for modesty, not support. They are about 34 C so I can easily get most of them in my sassing which I wanted very badly. She was fussy too getting her hand between my leg and rubbing my erecting to full size.

This led to me pulling her top off and her getting my last buttons undone, sliding my shirt off. I for a minute just hugged her feeling her firm breasts pushing into my dresser. She kept at it undoing my belt and sliding my zip fastener down to get right access to my equipment. The pants fell and I did the same on her so we were standing with only a bit of under habiliment and horseshoe still on. She reached over to the bed and pulled the screening down, plopping the 2 of us on the tack. We pulled off the brake shoe and shorts and we both had nothing but a smile on. Her sass was all over mine sucking both lips and spit which is something that I had never seen in her before. In our past, she was a tender physiognomy, and make love making was quite Conservative, missionary manner. Now I had a wild woman all over me which I loved.

I eventually worked my way down to her titty and started sucking. I remember they were sensitive so I didn't pungency or suck too hard but even then she wanted me to go easy on them. I headed back up to kiss some more and my bridge player wandered between her legs. I lightly rubbed her clitoris and even rich inside and she started growling, at least that is the only Good Book I can come up with. It seemed a turn-on so I kept doing that and she keep encouraging me on.

And of course she had her bridge player on by dick keeping it hard. After various minutes she broke free a bit and said I have a magic cream to use and got up on her bureau and came back with a cream that was so slippery on her paw over my most sensitive parting. So between my fingers and hers, we were so wet and intemperately it was hard to keep on from jumping her bones right then. I held out and was in another man while I kept keeping that growl coming from her as well. After what was probably too short a time she moved around and it was obvious she wanted my hard phallus inside. I moved over her and it slipped in so easily even though she is still soaked, and that is with 2 birth under her belt. Every voice of me was being squeezed as I moved in and out. 10 strokes, then 20 and 30, I already was ready to burst. No matter how I tried to continue my endurance the emollient and her glove like body did its thing and I felt the fluids building up inside. Once I hit that compass point it's no stopping my body in its job, to do what it can to impregnate the womanhood I'm inside no matter what we have done to prevent that ( and that doesn't include our age ). One spurt, then another, I was fucking Linda with no holding back. After 4 years she was sharing her body and we both loved it.

After a way too short a time I slipped out of her. venture the ol'dick doesn't stay hard as long after cumming as before. We snuggled for a bit and by then it was almost dinner time. She had a steak place where she wanted to go so I took a shower while she"cleaned up"as Linda put it since her mass was"inside ”. I was hungry so the steak tasted great and to top it off she paid. Guess women's lib got all the way up the age cooking stove. Knowing that a part of me was still inside her keep my intimate pursuit and I had a bit of a difficult putz throughout.

We headed back to her condominium and once settled in started making out on her couch. I had my hand up under her top again and she was massaging my crotch while having a session sucking on each former's mouth. Ten, maybe fifteen mo passed and she suggested we head upstairs. Well my dick was already pushing against my drawers so it would feel much better to secrete it. Actually I was a bit surprised it was so hard again, in the last several years I've only cum once in a Night. We got to her room and had a bit more orderly disrobing as we watch each other slide off everything and met under the book binding. She had already gotten that"magic pick"out and her mitt headed right for my most sensible post while I moved in on her boobs.

We were already turned on so it came as a surprise when she said"I've learned a few thing since last metre I saw you"and proceeded to start sucking my tool. She had been very conservative in sex in the past so that had never happened before. Her tongue was quite skilled even if she had not that lots pattern and I just laid there with zero in the world mattering except the spot between my legs. After respective instant she came up and asked if I liked that. I could only nod in approval as my senses were still recovering. Once I could get active agent I tried to reciprocate by nudging down to her waistline but she held me up from doing that. I guess somethings are still a bit too far out for her to accept.

After respective more minutes I went to enter her again but I wasn't quite hard enough so we kept up with the foreplay until I was solid again and pumped into her again. It took a patch longer and she came at to the lowest degree twice before I shot my load. That totally exhausted anything I had and I think she was as well as we fell asleep in each other's blazon in just a few minutes.

first light came and we still were spent so after some showers we headed out for breakfast and theatrical role for her fan. That afternoon I did several of those odd chore a"guy"does around the house and we had an early dinner party before she headed out for a couplet hours to be with her grandkids.

When she returned I had recovered from our"activities"of the past tense night and we shared some fourth dimension on her coach once more. Once she had me hard again we did head upstairs again and got naked. This time she had some ideas that included making me so completely satisfied that I'd have nothing left in me. I did finger her to that growl again several multiplication as her hands did their undertaking. Once she seemed to cause cum respective times ( not so volatile an orgasm but more a continuing pleasant stretched out contractions ) she sat up and got both of her hands working on my dick.

It was already knockout and I had every aim on entering her but she just seemed to keep on to rub and knead my globe. I kept getting closer and closer and I even said I want to be inside you soon but Linda kept working on me. I got really close and gave one last try to jump on top but she didn't allow that. I started tightening muscles and knew I had lost that struggle. That relaxed me and I laid back to savour her hands. A few s later I started pumping all I had into her paw. My crown got sooooo sensitive and I tried to actuate her off but by then she was on top and held me in station. My totally world narrowed down to that little spot that felt both pain and pleasance, I didn't care about anything else.

Eventually I stopped squirting and slowly came down. Thinking back, I hadn't had a hand job for many class and that she was capable to do such stand for she learned a lot since I finis knew her soundbox. She wanted to snuggle and I was happy to obligate drifting off to sleep complete drained and contented.

My endure morning I had nothing left. We stayed in bed for a while and then cleaned up before heading to the airdrome. I had not expected to cum 3 times in just over 24 hours ; after all I'm 66 and nix like I was at 20.

We've kept in touch and are hoping to have another Chicago meeting this summer when I'm back east. I'll be 67 by then so we'll see if I can still behave as I did last fall. fountainhead, off to the physical fitness sum to try to do just that. I've been told that if you are still fit, you can keep open going into your 70s and maybe even 80+. At least I'm going to try .