Gemma laughed as she pressed the buzzer for Roy's flat. If Stacey had chosen to go on holiday with her new beau rather than go on the planned trip with Gemma, so be it.

When Roy went to his flat's intercom to see who was calling, Gemma wasn't on his mental list of possibilities. They had spoken several times over the previous month, but even though their conversations had been suggestive, Roy had never imagined it would be anything more than a woman half his age wanting to leave him something to think about and make him smile.

"I've made you giggle, so it's my turn to laugh," Gemma said.

Gemma knew that her direct approach might catch Roy off guard, but her flatmate swanning off on holiday had let her mind wander more than a battery-powered afternoon could do justice to.

Roy's surprise at Gemma's proposed itinerary didn't stop him from letting her in, though as she walked into his flat, he wondered what his guest's attempts to make him giggle might entail.

"Strip, suck, see what appeals once we've done that," Gemma barked, answering Roy's question before he'd even had a chance to ask it.

Gemma hoped to keep Roy from having time to fret over any doubts, and her efforts worked perfectly. Once naked, Gemma directed Roy to position himself between her legs and to 'suck until I tell you otherwise'.

As Roy began to dart and circle his tongue, Gemma's sounds of approval filled his bedroom. Her urgent needs were her sole focus, and though not surprising, Roy's unquestioning willingness was one call she had made that was already proving correct.

Roy's pursed lips soon joined his lashing tongue in his efforts to excite and satisfy Gemma. She had always valued spontaneity, and even by her standards, this had certainly ticked that box.

Urged on by Gemma's encouraging noises, Roy kept his focus, whilst maintaining his sense of astonishment at how a day that had begun unremarkably had changed so dramatically.

Not wishing to tempt fate, Gemma held back from voicing her thoughts, though her body was already responding in ways that suggested she was heading towards the intense release she sought.

As Gemma enjoyed Roy's kisses, the pleasure she felt was heightened by the circumstances. Her neighbour might have slipped under the radar if she hadn't decided to chat to a vaguely familiar face. Now, the man who had no wish to draw attention to himself was exciting her with his lips and tongue in a way she had already decided she would be happy to get used to.

Gemma hoped her erotic noises and laughter conveyed her excitement to the man who had rescued her. Their earlier conversations had suggested to her that Roy didn't unnecessarily complicate life, and she couldn't imagine a more satisfying way to prove herself right than the one she was using.

As Roy intensified his work, Gemma felt his timing was perfect. His kisses sent waves of erotic anticipation through her body, plunging her mind into delicious confusion and bewilderment.

Roy's lips held firm as Gemma writhed beneath them. When a surge of erotic adrenaline announced the onset of her climax, Gemma laughed, squealed, and swore, all with a wide grin. It wasn't the most beautifully choreographed encounter, but in terms of what she needed, Roy's willingness to kiss and lick her until she could take no more meant he'd well and truly nailed it.

Gemma enjoyed the aftermath of Roy's efforts and considered her next move.

"I guess we're at the 'see what happens after that' stage of my itinerary," she giggled.

When Gemma explained that an opportunity had never arisen for her to please anyone in the way she wanted to, she felt less embarrassed about doing so than she had expected.

"I always told myself I'd know when the time was right, as I've done it in my dreams for most of my adult life, but I hope you take my explaining this as the compliment it was meant to be," Gemma laughed.

Roy decided the best option was to lie on the bed and invite Gemma to do whatever felt right, even if that meant doing nothing at all.

Knowing Roy was on her side wasn't a surprise, but the way he'd shown it meant the world to Gemma. When she wrapped her fingers around his cock, the memory of how Roy had aroused her dominated her thoughts, and she raised his pulsating hardness to her lips, feeling the excitement and anticipation he had done so much to create.

Gemma slid Roy's cock into her mouth with a giggle. Roy's sigh of delight sharpened Gemma's focus, and she felt electric with anticipation, too. If the thrill of new pleasures was supposed to be for those younger than she, not getting the memo was the best piece of misdirected mail ever.

Roy's promise to let her know when he was ready to come was no surprise to Gemma. He had proved himself a distinguished gentleman, and his suggestion that she could drop his cock on his signal, or point it wherever she saw fit, reminded her of why she already wanted to invite him to steer her towards other unexplored destinations beyond the current one.

When Roy shouted 'danger!', no further explanation was needed, and Gemma chose to point his cock at her breasts, as suggested. Firm pulls soon sent Roy's cum flying onto Gemma's breasts, an event she greeted with laughter as her body fizzed with erotic energy.

More energetic work coated Gemma's body until Roy had nothing left to give. Gemma made the most of the time spent reflecting on her experience, though she did feel driven to clarify exactly how she felt.

"You might get the occasional emergency call-out like this one, but as long as it's not a problem, you'll get plenty of shouts just because I can, too"

It was never a problem for Roy.