It was another grey, wet Wednesday in London, it had been raining for hours. Most people in the city were really fed up with it, it felt as though the grey had lasted for months. Nobody could remember the last time they had seen or felt the sun. Everybody you met seemed down.
Not me, but the reason I was not down was that I was currently caressing Debbie’s lovely round bum. It was the middle of the day and we were naked in my bed. the scent of our love-making filled the room.
Around us, the sounds of the busy city were all too obvious. Parents on the school run, last-minute dashes to the supermarket before the kids got out. Shift workers starting or finishing their journeys to work.
This was no longer part of my or Debbie’s life, we had both retired. In addition to retiring, we were new to each other, both of us having escaped from dull, joyless marriages.
We had woken together in my bed and one downstairs to make coffee in our dressing gowns which neither of us bothered to do up. The only reason for putting them on was just in case we got a delivery or a caller at the door. Both Debbie and I discovered in our late fifties and early sixties how much we enjoyed sleeping naked again.
Debbie was fifty-eight and a retired detective, I was sixty-two and had been an operations manager for an international hotel chain. The pandemic had severely dented their finances and I had accepted an early redundancy deal from them.
Debbie was drowsy but clearly aware of the affectionate way I was touching her bum. She was turned away from me but occasionally would push her bum back to encourage me to continue.
Debbie was of medium height and build, she had let her hair go naturally grey but now cut it in a very modern spiky style, it made her look years younger. The hair between her legs had vanished completely. She had also decorated herself with a couple of tasteful, but discreet tattoos. Something her boring ex-husband would never have accepted. I found them a turn-on, particularly the “tramp stamp” on her lower back.
We enjoyed coffee together in the conservatory watching the rain and listening to the radio. After a very light breakfast, we put on our rain jackets and walked up to the gym for a session with our personal trainer, Shilpa. The Gym routines were really paying off, we had both lost a couple of stones in weight, looked much better and felt far more energetic.
After our session, we decided to give the swimming pool a miss and headed home. we showered together, got each other aroused then went back to bed and fucked energetically.
Debbie was able to climax several times and me once. We were both enjoying the experience of having sex again in later life. we had talked about going up to town to see a couple of exhibitions we were interested in but the rain and the thought of the tube journey just didn’t appeal. we stayed in bed warm under the duvet in the middle of the day.
Debbie asked me to take a Viagra tablet and then said she wanted her cunt licked. She only used that word when she was exceptionally turned on. I knew I was in for a steamy day. Debbie got on top in the 69 position and took my cock in her mouth I began licking her cunt as requested and regularly supplemented my tongue with a finger in her pussy and her arse.
Debbie’s skilled mouth and the Pfizer wonder drug soon had me hard again, but there was no rush. When Debbie is turned on I know I can be a bit rough with her. I turned her over and got her to grip the bedhead and stick her bum in the air. I slid my cock into her sopping wet pussy and drove it in the first time. I’d already cum once that morning So I knew I didn’t have to worry about climaxing too quickly. After a good few minutes of thrusting I stopped, pulled my cock out of her pussy and after using some lube, pushed my cock into her arse. Debbie grunted deeply but I knew it was OK, she had introduced me to anal sex.
Because I had taken the blue pill I could stay hard and knew that I wasn’t going to climax early. I kept things going alternating between fucking Debbie’s pussy and her bum. Our climaxes when they came were almost simultaneous and deeply satisfying. We both collapsed into each other's arms and pulled the duvet around us. Outside it was still raining.
The sound of a phone ringing woke us from our lovely doze. A massive advantage of being retired is that you can choose whether to answer them or not and that whatever the call was about it was unlikely to completely change your day.
Debbie got up to find her phone which was somewhere in the bedroom. Once she had located it she stood by the big loft window and surveyed the street outside. She looked gorgeous and so relaxed standing there naked. I found my phone under the bed and snapped a couple of shots of her lovely bum.
The call was from a good friend of hers called Caroline, it was obviously a much-needed heart-to-heart. I got out of bed, bit Debbie’s bum playfully, and headed for the shower. When I got out they were still chatting.
Debbie asked if it would be OK if Caroline came over for dinner tonight. I had no real plans so offered to cook something. I said I would run out and collect some ingredients. I got back about an hour later with a small leg of lamb and lots of veg. While I was gone Debbie had tidied the house and laid the table. In addition to enjoying a good sex life together, Debbie & I discovered that we worked pretty well together. I prepared the lamb and Debbie got to work on the veg. We chilled a couple of bottles of wine.
With the lamb in the oven and all the veg prepared I set about selecting some music for the evening. I was sitting in my recliner creating a playlist when Debbie came downstairs in my favourite dress which was a woollen mid-length that really showed off her figure. She asked how it looked and I replied by asking her to turn away from me and bend forward. In this position, it was obvious that Debbie was either going commando or was wearing one of her thongs. There was no VPL.