Edna sat next to me and began gently kissing me on my face, chest and stomach, as I slowly began to regain my stamina.
After a few minutes, which seemed much longer, I was able to put my arms around Edna and pull her down to where I could kiss her on her lips and insert my tongue between her lips, to dance the dance of desire with hers. Edna placed one hand on my flaccid cock and began to rub it ever so softly and tenderly, while I raised my head and began kissing and licking her perfectly formed tits. Then I started sucking on her delicious nipples and massaging them with my tongue, until they protruded even more and became as hard as bullets. Edna began to moan softly, expressing her pleasure for what I was doing to and for her. At the same time, her hand on my cock was working its magic, making my pussy-pleasurer rise to the occasion.
Edna felt that, and moaned, “Damn, Phil, I need that tool of yours in my pussy.”
“Hon,” I replied, do you want me to fuck you here, on the stairway?”
“No, I have a better place in mind where we will be much more comfortable.”
“Where?’
“Just follow me down the stairs. I’ve found a storage room where excess mattresses for hospital beds are stored.”
“Lead the way, Hon,” I replied.
We stood up, Edna took my hand in hers, we went down another flight of stairs and down the hallway until we came to a door with the word “STORAGE” on it.
“Here it is, Phil," she said, as she opened the door and led me into the room.
Then she found the light switch and turned the room lights on. I could see a room full of mattresses stacked up, all apparently new and unused. At one end of the room there was a short stack of mattresses and we headed towards them.
“Hey, Phil, will you help me lower one of these to the floor so we can get on it and fuck?” she asked.
“I’ll get it down by myself, Hon.”
I easily pulled the top mattress off the stack and down onto the floor.
“Thanks, Phil,” she said.