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there's nowhere to sit, do you mind?"

I didn't mind. Not that I had a choice, he'd already sat down, "I'm Stan from Chicago. My flight's cancelled."

I thought, thank you snow. "I'm Jan. I'm from here, just out looking for a good time."

"Damn, after this week, I could use a good time. My company's accountant scam me out of a lot of money. I need another Scotch; can I get you a drink?"

"Sure, I'll have another rum and Coke."

Stan from Chicago was tall, distinguished, and maybe close to sixty. Just what I was looking for.

An hour later, in my hotel room, Stan was helping me take off my blouse while I was undoing his belt. "Stan, I'm twenty-eight, I'm sure you're much more experienced than me. I'll let you lead the way."

By this time my bra was off. "Jan, it's been ages since I've seen such beautiful tits. You don't mind if I call them tits, do you?"

"Not at all, if you don't mind if what I'm trying to get out of your pants is a cock," I laughed.

"Tits, cock, pussy. I'm glad you're not uptight about that kind of language."

"Not at all, and it's apparent that playing with my tits has your cock excited." I had it out of his pants and was slowly stroking it.

When I was with young Drew I thought he might cum too soon. I had the same fear with Stan because he was so old. He probably thought he'd hit the lottery. Not to brag, but I guessed that Stan never in his wildest dreams thought that it would be so easy to pick up someone my age.

In bed, I got a pleasant surprise; a very pleasant surprise. No, Stan wasn't hung like Drew. As our hands did some exploring, "Jan, over the years, I've learned that the gentlemanly thing to do before making love to a woman, is to get her ready by using my tongue. You wouldn't mind, would you?"

"Oh, Stan that is a very gentlemanly thing to do. I've been with a few guys, but I've never had an offer like that, especially not on a first date." I spread my legs.

Stan was a marvelous pussy eater. He made sure I had three or was it four orgasms before he slid up on top of me. "Jan, I have to say, it's been ages since I've tasted a pussy so sweet."

"It's yours anytime, but right now, you have my pussy so ready. Fuck me. Stan."

Stan didn't fuck me. He made love to me. There was no pounding my pussy. There were no acrobatics. There was just a nice slow fuck: in and out, in and out. All the time he whispered in my ear how beautiful I was, how magnificent my tits were; how sweet my pussy tasted and how good it felt to be inside me.

It took him every bit as long to cum as twenty-one-year-old Drew, except my pussy wasn't sore when he finished. In fact, I was ready for more, but doubted at his age he could go again tonight.

"Stan, you were so good to me and I might add my pussy, can you stay the night? I'll want more of this in the morning." I stroked his very dead cock.

"I can't get out until Sunday. If you're sure you'll have me, I'd love more of that sweet pussy in the morning."

We woke up about the same time. "Stan, I want to take a shower, but something to think about, after what you did to me last night, what would you think of a thank you blowjob?" I giggled like a schoolgirl.

Before he could answer, I hopped out of bed on my way to the bathroom.

He was circumcised and wasn't much bigger than my husband, but after last night, he lasted and lasted. I thought I gave him a great blowjob. "You know, Jan, I'm going to have to make it up you," he laughed.

"Oh goody. I hope you mean you're going to eat my pussy later today, but first let's order room service. I'm famished."

It wasn't until the afternoon that Stan was ready for more. He wasn't lying when he said he had to make it up to me. He made love to my pussy with his tongue. He was amazing. There was nothing like it. I'd have to explain to Brant how he did it. Brant took directions well.

Stan had me begging for his cock. This time I got on top and rode his cock and he played with my tits. "If you go a little slower, it'll take me a while."

I followed his instructions, and slowly rocked back and forth on his cock; back and forth, back and forth. "Jan, what would you think of fucking my face instead of my cock?"

That was something Brant liked me to do. "Oh, Stan, you have the most marvelous ideas." I scooted up and soon was rubbing my pussy in his face. His arms were wrapped around my thighs. When he held them tighter, so I couldn't move, his tongue found my clitoris. It was the most glorious orgasm.

I collapsed on top of him; my pussy still in his face; smothering him. He didn't complain.

An hour later, he suggested that he take me to dinner.

I'd never heard of this restaurant. It was a little hole-in-the-wall. The food was out of this world. "Jan, this has been marvelous evening and day, but I have an early flight tomorrow. I should go to my own hotel."

"I understand."

"One more thing, I have to apologize. Somethings that happened I was gentlemanly . . ."

"Oh, Stan you were," I said thinking of his pussy eating.

"Let me finish, but when I get home to Chicago. I'll go home to my wife, my three kids and my two grandchildren. I'm sorry."

I hesitated only a moment. "Stan, there's nothing to apologize for. If you recall in the bar when you sat down, it was almost as if I seduced you. I had an amazing night and morning. You must make your wife very happy."

Stan walked me to the lobby of my hotel; we kissed, passionately, I might add, and then he was gone. As I pushed the button for the elevator, I smiled.

And then I had another surprise. When the elevator door opened, exiting the elevator was the woman, Judy, who I'd introduced Brant to in the hotel bar last night. She had a big smile on her face when she saw me. "Jan, is it?"

I nodded.

"Your brother was magnificent. I'm walking on air, but the train to Albany leaves in an hour. Thank you for introducing me to him."

I couldn't wait to knock on Brant's door and hear all about it.

He looked exhausted. "What did you do to that woman?" I was so happy for him.

"What did she do to me, you mean." He did have a smile on his face. "All Judy wanted to do was fuck. All she wanted to do was have me eat her pussy to get it ready to fuck again."

"You ate fifty-year-old pussy? Ewwwwwwwwww!!!!"

"Jan, it wasn't like that. Except for you, it was the best pussy I ever ate. And to my surprise, and probably to yours too, Judy is a real blonde."

"That is hard to believe."

"And get this, Jan, I doubt she's ever trimmed it in her whole life."

"You must have a had a lot of fun rubbing your face in that," I laughed. I started getting undressed. This whole conversation had me so wet. "Why don't you show your wife how you did her pussy?"

I was ready to spread my legs. "Jan, really, you need to wait until morning. My tongue and my cock need a rest."

"Okay. Let's snuggle in bed, and you can tell me how that bad lady wore out my precious baby," I took him in my arms.

"As soon as we got in here, she took me in her arms, and one hand was on my crotch. ‘Brant, I haven't been with a man in ages. I could use a young, hard cock. Do you have a young, hard cock for me?'

"You do, Brant, I know you do," I laughed.

"Before I knew it she's on her knees undoing my belt, my pants and my zipper."

"On her knees? I smell a blowjob coming," again I laughed.

"Yes, and no. She sucked it until it was as hard as it was going to get. Then she said, ‘take me to bed, Brant. Like I said, my pussy's in dire need.' By the time I finished getting undressed, she was taking off her panties."

"Did she have big titties?"

"Jan, they were big, beautiful and so soft. Not nice and firm like yours. When she took off her panties, I saw the biggest bush ever. I've never seen a bush that big even in porn movies. I couldn't resist."

"Yeah, I know you. Brant, I'm starting to leak."

"When I say I couldn't resist, I said, "Judy, your pussy looks delicious."

"Oh Brant, no one's done me like that in over twenty years. Are you sure you want to?"

"Like I said, Judy you look delicious."

"I'll bet you couldn't wait to rub your face in that big bush."

"You're right. Remember, not just big bush; big blonde bush. She was as blonde as the hair on her head. Jan, her pussy was so tasty. Even when she begged me to stop eating, I just licked that sweet pussy, I didn't want to quit.

"When I finally did, I got on top of her. The moment my cock was inside her, she was like a crazy lady. You may not have noticed, but she had big ass. A big perpetual motion ass. And she was loud. I know you get loud when we're fucking, but nothing like Judy. I was hoping no one would call security."

"So, you fucked the shit out of her."

"Not exactly. We rolled around on the bed; that big ass giving me quite the ride, and eventually she was on top."

"She could hurt you."

"You would think, with that ass bouncing up and down but Jan, I didn't feel anything but that slick pussy sliding up and down my cock. Damn, she could fuck. Oh, and don't let me forget those big soft titties bouncing."

"I'll bet you liked that."

"I have to tell you. I had her rub them in my face. They were amazing."

"What happen after you came?"

"I didn't. Let me explain. When I got close, she said, "Brant, don't, not yet. I don't want it to end. Not just yet." She got off me. "Brant, your tongue was so good to me. Do me again."

"And knowing you, you just couldn't say no," I laughed. ‘My Brant, eating and enjoying old, old pussy."

"Oh Jan, I did. That beautiful blonde bush, hid the most delicious tasting pussy. Just like earlier, I couldn't stop eating. I've never heard a woman cum as loud as Judy did. She held my head between her thick thighs. I thought my tongue was fucking her, but it's more like she was fucking my face."

"I'll bet it was glorious. Now, Brant, I know you wanted to get some sleep, but you've got my pussy so worked up, just talking about eating."

My husband is the best. He went down on me, and ate me like he ate that old lady.

Of course, in the morning, he got a blowjob. Speaking of which, I asked Brant if Judy gave him a blowjob. Not really, she sucked it for a while to help Brant get hard so they could fuck again.

I told him all about Stan from Chicago; his romantic love making. "Brant, he insisted on eating me before we fucked. He was such a gentleman."

Brant laughed, "of course, he wanted to eat you. You have the most delicious, beautiful pussy."

My husband went down on me again. For all we'd done, he was good about that. "That's it, baby, eat my pussy, like you ate that old lady's. Hmmmm, like that, Brant, oh baby, just like that."

I'd get on top of him and ride his cock. "Is this how she fucked you? You like me to ride your cock hard?"

"She showed off her tits when she fucked me like that."

I put my hands behind my head, so Brant had a perfect view of my tits.

"Oh yeah, baby. They're so beautiful. Shake them for me; make them bounce." Of course, after five years of marriage, Brant had seen them all the time, but it was nice to hear.

The next few months were grand. We kinda' role played; me pretending to be that old blonde and Brant pretending to be Stan from Chicago. It did liven up our sex life.

TO BE CONTINUED

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