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Ellsa's Desires
Ellsa was a simple woman, content with her life and marriage. She thought she was quite happy with how life had turned out for her but there was always a lingering in the back of her mind. A sexual curiosity she always considered was just from her lack of exploring before marriage. She loved her husband and he was a good man. Always provided for her, never left her wanting. But even as she had grown older her curiosity still caused her to day dream some about what it would be like to be with another man.
Pushing sixty, her husband just a few years older than her, Ellsa knew she was not the looker she once was. At eighteen when she got married she had D-cup tits, and a voluptuous body. Over forty years of marriage, two kids, and five grand-kids latter time had taken it's toll on her. Arms were getting a little flabby, she had a small belly on her and her waist filled in. She wasn't fat, but not stunning as she once had been. And at all five foot seven inches she was not tall or short to most everyone and just looked about average and plain now for a sixty year old on the street.
Her husband, who's sex drive dwindled over the years, packed a hard five inches that she seemed to think was plenty for her. When they first got married it was common for them to have sex three times a day if not more, but now it might be three times a year. Though at some point along the way she did get her one of those real naughty toys, so she thought in her mind, a dildo that was about the same size as her husband. While he was out at work she would play with it, 'Keeping herself ready' for him, but it was more the fact she got more pleasure from her toy than her husband. Where as his wonderful sexual stamina might last a good three minutes once he started she did find herself having to finish herself off a lot if not every time.
It wasn't till one day that her curiosity got the better of her, one of her friends was telling her about a app for their phone for mature women to meet younger men with. Her friend confided in Ellsa that she had talked with several young men on the app and even had a few encounters. Relishing over how having such a youthful and eager partner had livened up her life. Worried her husband would find out, Ellsa actually realized that he would never suspect a thing. And being a stay at home wife, she had all the time in the world. Plus he never bothered checking her phone, as after forty years they hid no secrets from each other and he never had a concern to bother anyways.
Ellsa never told her friend she was going to use the app. Trying to keep it all a secret the best she could. And after creating her profile, she had 'hits' instantly on the first day. Nervous about just accepting any random offer she managed to spend the next few weeks weeding out the scams and frauds until she had it narrowed down to three men that she liked chatting with. Of course she tried to play it up, teasing them some with comments on how 'This mature woman will show you how to please a real woman' and her favorite 'You think you can last longer than me?' or 'Oh hun, You have a lot to learn.'
Truth was she had a lot more to learn than she admitted, but she hoped the teasing would only encourage them to prove her that there was more out there, or that she just didn't need this and it was all wasted curiosity. She finally decided to go with one man, he was five foot ten according to his profile, lean/athletic build, but not stocky and muscular. By hi picture he looked decent and same time nothing that stood out from a crowd. Someone she was comfortable passing on the street and not worried about glancing at. He was also polite in their conversations, never sending her nudes or a dick pic. And, he never asked her for any as well. She thought that was a sweet and nice step up from the lewd acts she was expecting from a hook up app.
The day finally came, he knew she was married and would wait an hour after her husband left for work. He also agreed to be discrete, no cameras, no bragging or flaunting if he saw her out in public. They even worked on their cover story in case they ran into each other in public.
Ellsa was wearing her robe and kissed her husband handing him his coffee thermos as he left for work. She was nervous in the least, but did her best not to show it. She was excited to see how things were going to go. She hoped it would be something romantic, or maybe a little kinky. Of course for her, her sexual experiences were limited and her and her husband didn't explore much. Most all the time it was missionary position, rarely they did it doggy style. When they were younger she had given him blow jobs, and he ate her pussy. But that was the extent of her experience. The 'Kinkiest' thing they ever did was she left her wedding dress on for their wedding night, and then a few times latter she wore it again. But that was ages ago. Now their foreplay was her husband joking about how he could not get his belt off fast enough, and then right to it where five minutes latter he was ready to take a nap. She was curious as to how it would feel with a young man that said he could go more than several times before lunch.
When the doorbell rang she opened it up and looked up tot he young man. He was in hi early twenties, just shy of being twenty-five. His profile was not a fake, he stood as tall as it said, and he looked like his pictures. She smiled to him wearing her robe and moved back leading him into her house. Once the door closed she opened her robe and let it drop to the floor showing her white slip she was hiding underneath it. He was wearing a pair of slacks, button up shirt, and had a clipboard in hand. Looking like a sales rep for a contractor was their story. He set the clipboard down and slipped a hand behind her waist pulling her into him as he kissed her lips firmly, but not like an eager uncontrolled horn dog.
"Well hello beautiful. So glad to finally get to meet you." He leaned back and looked down at her in her slip. "Well you do look wonderful, and dressed for the occasion."