Dianne got through her day at work despite having virtually no sleep the night before due to the fact that she was getting well fucked by a nineteen-year-old stud.
The nineteen-year-old stud was named Steven Nelson and he and fifty-three-year old Dianne Jones had only set eyes on each other for the first time the previous evening in the wine bar where Steve worked and Dianne was a customer.
Dianne was on a high throughout most of the day at work but was starting to feel drowsy late in the day, something that one of the three women that had been with her in the bar, Mary, remarked upon, "You are looking a bit sleepy Dianne."
"Oh, I was up and down most of the night, the wine," she replied. None of her friends knew that the young barman had given Dianne his mobile number nor that he had spent the night in her bed.
Dianne did not know if she would hear from him again or not; it was probably just a fuck to him, although she hoped to but did not intend to contact him. Dianne and her friends used the wine bar once every week or two, so there was a good chance of seeing him there, but whether he would acknowledge her or not, she had no idea.
She had checked her phone from time to time in case there was a text or a message, but there had been nothing, so she was thinking that it had just been a one-night thing, but what a night it had been.
When she got home, she thought of messaging Steve, but she was getting more and more convinced that he was not interested in putting his sizeable penis in her cunt again.
She slept quite well that night, a Thursday, but there was still nothing on her phone, so she was now worried how Steve would react if and when they saw each other again in the bar, 'Probably not even recognise me,' Dianne chuckled to herself.
No messages through Friday either, although Dianne twice got very close to texting Steve. She did name her dildo 'Steve' though, before being on her bed that night with her legs spread wide and the dildo sliding in and out of her wet cunt as she thought back to those wonderful fuckings she had had in the early hours of Thursday.
It got to Sunday afternoon and Dianne had now concluded that hers was just one of many vaginas that the good looking young man's prick had visited and the majority of them were for one night only. It had been a warm day, and Dianne was in the shower early Sunday evening. She did not always take her mobile into the bathroom, but she had on this occasion and she was just out of the shower when it buzzed indicating a text.
She felt a thrill surge through her currently naked body when she saw that she had a text from Steve; she had saved his name and number into her phone.
She excitedly looked at her inbox and the message read 'Thinking of U' and attached was a photo of an erect penis, Steve's penis.
Dianne almost dropped her mobile and she felt her cunt twitch. She was unsure whether to text back or to phone but as she was thinking about it, physically shaking, the phone rang and it was Steve.
"What are you wearing at the moment?" he asked before Dianne had spoken.
"N-n-n-nothing, I have just had a shower," Dianne managed to reply.
"Wonderful, stay like that; I will be there soon," said Steve, not considering that it might not be convenient.
"Okay," was all that a shocked Dianne could reply and the phone call ended.
Dianne clicked back on the text and looked again at the photo of the erect cock and her hand went in between her legs.
It was still very much daylight and Dianne thought of her neighbours seeing this good looking hunk turn up at her door and, worse still, her opening the door in the nude.
Dianne decided to take Steve literally, and she remained totally naked as she stood a little way back from her window, looking expectantly down the road for the arrival of the young man who was going to give her another good fucking. She saw him enter the road and she stepped forward and slightly opened her door before stepping back again. She was still concerned that a neighbour might see Steve's arrival, especially Mrs Williams, who was the local gossip.
Steve gently pushed the door open and was confronted by the naked mature woman, "Close that fucking door, quick," were the first words that Dianne had spoken to Steve's face since he left on Thursday morning.
Steve closed the door and grinned as Dianne advanced on him and threw her arms around him as she planted her lips on his. As they kissed, Steve put his hands to Dianne's bare arse as her breasts pressed against him.
"I have so wanted to see you again," said Dianne, hardly believing her luck.
"I have been working, but I have got a night off tonight," said Steve, still caressing Dianne's buttocks.
What Steve did not say was that he had fucked two other women since he had seen her, but he thought it best that Dianne did not know that.
It then seemed to occur to Dianne that there was an imbalance in the clothing with her being naked and Steve being clothed, so she undid his trousers as she asked, "So are you staying the night?"
Steve's trousers and his boxers had now been lowered, and his erection was in Dianne's hand as he replied, "Oh yes, I hope so," much to Dianne's delight.
"Fuck me now, over the chair," said Dianne as she bent over the back of an armchair and thrust her big arse back towards Steve.
Steve moved behind her and Dianne "ohed" as she felt his large penis touch her backside before he bent his knees slightly to enable him to slide it into her already wet vagina, "Oh fuck yes," said Dianne as he entered her.
Steve had sent Dianne wild with his prowess with his penis the other night, as he did most women, and he intended to send her wild again. He fluctuated between deep and slow thrusts and short and fast ones and he changed positions slightly to vary the angles. He soon had Dianne in sexual raptures as she shrieked through orgasms with her big arse pointing at her young stud lover.
Dianne's back and hair were damp with sweat and her thighs wet with her cum as the young man's rigid penis continued to slide in and out of her. She was thinking that the other night had been incredible but this was even better as she reached a sexual excitement that she had possibly never reached before.
Steve too was sweating, especially as he had not removed his T-shirt, and now he was getting close to ejaculation. He did hold it off briefly before his cock spat his spunk into the middle-aged woman's cunt in jet after jet.
He remained with his cock still inside Dianne as it went through post ejaculation twitches and then he slowly withdrew and some spunk came with it, "Shit Steve, that was fucking wonderful," panted Dianne as she gradually got her breath back. She slowly stood up and turned and kissed her lover before dropping to her knees and licking their mutual sex juices off his now slightly deflated penis.
"There will be more of that later," confirmed Steve who, at last, removed his T-shirt. He also removed his trousers and boxers, which had been below his knees throughout his shafting of Dianne.
Dianne was thinking that she had won the lottery and she was also thinking that she would probably be very tired at work on Monday.
They went upstairs and showered, although they would no doubt be sweaty again before long, and then lay next to each other on the bed chatting. They found out a little bit about each other but mostly, it was general chat because they both understood that what they had got would just be occasional, at best.
