Characters:
Len -- 64 -- widowed 3 years ago (traffic accident)
Tammi -- Len calls her "T" -- 56 - Len's next door neighbor -- widowed 18 months ago (pancreatic cancer)
Jami -- 49 -- Tammi's sister
Kaili -- 18 -- Jami's daughter
Previously:
(Chapters 1 & 2.) Over happy hour drinks one day Len had proposed to T that they try a "mutually rewarding physical relationship", telling her that his second best satisfaction in sex was hearing his partner scream with an intense orgasm. It turned out that both Len and T had been 1-lover people after marriage and since being singled again had been without sex except for regular "self pleasures".
Subsequently Len had treated T to a first date, a night in the honeymoon suite at a local hotel. They had fucked five times in less than a full day and T had seven or more intense, screaming O's. When Len dropped T off at her house he had insisted that they take a week or so to calm down and rationally think about what direction they should take in a future relationship.
The days since their "fuckfest" had dragged for Len. He had played golf, cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, washed the car -- anything to keep him and his mind busy. Anytime he was idle he started to think about T and her wonderful hot body, causing his 8" (when soft) prick to start to harden and heat up. His dick head would start to tingle and his balls would start to ache. Once he had almost grabbed his remote controlled cock sleeve to get himself off, but had resisted to save his sex drive for a future tryst with T.
He felt he could hold out for maybe 3-4 more days. After that he was going to have to jerk off, which with a little bit of internet stimulation -- maybe involving fisting or peeing -- wouldn't take long. He loved the remote cock tube he used for his one-man orgasms.
Just then Len's doorbell rang and he walked through the den to the entry that was open to a screen door. There was T standing at the door.
"Hey, it's open. Come on in."
T was wearing some tight "skinny jeans" with slightly heel boots. Her top was a light, white pullover that dropped just to her navel revealing quite a bit of midriff and back. She looked HOT! Her hair was in a ponytail pulled through a nice looking cap.
Len's shorts immediately began to tent.
"Wow- you been shopping? You look great!"
"Len I've had a horrible last 4 days. I tried to stay busy -- but then I find myself thinking of you. And my twat gets hot and drippy. Can we talk right now?"
"Sure, that's great. Come on in and I'll fix us drinks."
They walked into the kitchen. Len got the gin out but before he started mixing he walked around the kitchen bar to T, took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She responded and they enjoyed some deep French kissing.
Len moved his hands down to her butt, grabbed hold of her and pulled hot covered crotch against his now swelling penis. She ground her cunt area into his crotch. He moved his hands down to her thighs and then dropped to his knees and ran his hands down to her thighs to her feet, unzipping her boots and pulling them off her feet. His hands moved back up, rubbing her thighs until his hands arrived at her crotch. He then started rubbing her labia through her jeans, then massaging the area where he knew her clit to be.
T moaned and whimpered.
Len stood and moved his hands on up, slipping under her top and upward, massaging the outer rims of her tits. He pulled her top over her head and groped her breasts through the flimsy bra.
"Oh my God I want you" T whispered.
"Nowhere near as much as I want you. I'm about to cum just touching you. I want to fuck hard and fast, but I want you to cum, too".
"It won't take long!"
Len dropped down again and unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, pulling them down over her ass cheeks. That revealed the G-string T had worn in the honeymoon suite, intentionally refreshing Len's mind of that wonderful, mutually satisfying fuckfest.
He pulled the jeans over her feet and removed his shirt, shorts and underwear, exposing his fully engorged cock. His mouth quickly moved to her cunt lips; his tongue moving the G-string aside so he could lick her slit and suckle her clit.
"Oh my God I am going to cuuuuummm" T screamed.