Sixty-two-year-old Sheila Collins sat in her kitchen thinking over the events of the previous forty-eight hours. Forty-eight hours in which she had had initial online contact on a sex site with a person claiming to be aged nineteen and calling himself Tim. This 'Tim' had contacted her regarding her online profile that she had posted on the site under the name of Heather.
The young man, if indeed he was a young man, had told her that he had wanked whilst looking at her pictures and she later replied that she had masturbated imagining his young cock and requested a picture of it. The picture of an impressive erect penis was sent and 'Heather' sent a picture back of her wet cunt after she had masturbated imagining having that cock in her.
Both 'Tim' and 'Heather' spent a lot of that night thinking about the other but in 'Tim's' case, his real name was Chris Maybrick, he had recognised 'Heather's' face in another picture on her page and he knew her to be his own grandmother's best friend.
After a lot of soul searching and more messaging, Chris told Sheila that he knew who she was and he eventually revealed his own identity. More soul searching was done by both of them before they had a telephone conversation and a meeting was arranged and Chris ended up spending the night at Sheila's house giving her memorable fuckings before leaving as the sun started to rise.
They both wanted to meet for more sex and both saw the importance of keeping their relationship a secret from Chris's grandmother, Rachel Stenson.
Sheila's cunt was tingling as she thought about the sex of the night before and the anticipated sex in the future. Although Chris has said that he wanted to see her again, she was having doubts about whether he meant it. She thought of phoning him but decided to delay it a bit because she did not want to appear too eager and needy.
Chris was thinking of Sheila and was looking at the picture of her hairy cunt on the sex site knowing that his penis had been in there only a few hours previously. He did not work but was in the nice position of financially not needing to at the moment. He was not rich but he had been left a sizeable amount of money by a rather wealthy auntie so he could afford to spend his days looking at naked mature women on sex sites.
Chris eventually phoned Sheila that afternoon when she had been on the point of phoning him. "Hello stud, I have been thinking of you all day," said Sheila on answering the call.
"Hello sexy, I have been thinking of you too: we must fuck again," said Chris.
"I want that huge cock of yours whenever you want to give it to me," replied Sheila, who was stroking her vagina through the trousers that she was wearing.
"I can't see you tonight or tomorrow night but could the night after," said Chris.
"Oh, so you are fucking someone else tonight," said Sheila, a little bitterly.
"No, I am not: just doing something else," replied Chris a bit irritatedly.
"Yeah sorry Chris, I must not get possessive: it is just that you made me feel so fucking good," said a contrite Sheila.
"You made me feel good too: I have got football training the next two nights, that's all," said Chris, fully explaining why he could not see Sheila.
"I think that when you do see me you should give my arse a good spanking for questioning you," said Sheila. Spanking had got mentioned during their previous time together but not really discussed.
"Yeah, I think that I will do that," replied Chris. He had never actually spanked anyone but having this big-arsed mature woman over his knee certainly appealed to him.
"I will expect a lot of fucking too though," insisted Sheila.
"Oh yeah, you will get a lot of fucking too," confirmed Chris.
The conversation came to an end with them expecting to meet in a couple of days for more sex.
They had a late-night phone conversation that night, after Chris's football training, and it got so intense that Sheila frigged herself to orgasm and Chris wanked to ejaculation. Their next planned meeting looked like being explosive.
They did not know it but they were to meet in just a few hours. Sheila got up the next morning and decided that she would call on her friend, Rachel Stenson. She felt a bit guilty because she was having sex with Rachel's grandson but decided that as long as Rachel did not know about it, no harm was being done to anyone.
Purely by coincidence, Chris also decided that he would visit his grandmother that day because he had not seen her for a while. He, like Sheila, felt guilt in as much as he was fucking his grandmother's best friend but he also thought it okay if his grandmother never knew about it.
Sheila arrived at Rachel's house and they had been chatting happily for about half an hour when there was a knock on Rachel's door. Chris had a door key, for emergencies, but usually knocked rather than barging in. "Hello Chris, good to see you: my friend Sheila is here but come in," said Rachel on opening the door.
"Oh, in that case, I can come back later," said Chris, thinking it might be a bit uncomfortable seeing Sheila in his grandmother's presence.
"Nonsense, come in: I am sure that Sheila will not mind seeing what a handsome young man you are now," giggled Rachel, leaving Chris with little choice.
Hearing this chat, Sheila squirmed a bit in her chair but she was not sure if she was squirming because of the potential embarrassment or from sexual arousal.
"Sheila, look who it is, my handsome grandson Chris," said Rachel, leading Chris into the room.
"Hello Mrs Coliins, I haven't seen you for a while," said Chris, feeling his penis start to stiffen at the sight of his lover.
"Hello Chris, it has been a while: but call me Sheila," said Sheila, whose eyes were drawn to the expanding bulge in Chris's jeans.
"He is handsome, isn't he Sheila?" asked Rachel, as Chris sat in a chair opposite Sheila.
"Yes he is: I am sure all the girls are after him," replied Sheila, as she felt her cunt moisten.
"I will make you a coffee Chris: would you like another one Sheila?" said Rachel.
"Um, well, I should be going and leave you and your grandson to chat," said Sheila, both wanting to stay and to go.
"No, you have only just got here and I am sure Chris will not mind you being here, will you Chris?" said Rachel, taking Sheila's cup away to get a refill.
"No, of course I don't mind," replied Chris, opening his legs wide so that Sheila could get a better view of his now almost fully erect cock in his jeans. Rachel was already on her way to the kitchen.
With Rachel out of the room, Sheila hitched up her skirt a bit and put her left foot on the chair so that Chris could see all the way to her crotch. She straightened her skirt before Rachel returned with the two coffees.
The three of them chatted amicably for quite a while and the frequent smiles and looks that passed between Sheila and Chris went undetected by Rachel. "I think I had better be going," said Sheila, not expecting but hoping that Chris would escort her home. Sheila had a car but did not use it much and she had caught a bus to travel the distance of approximately one mile to Rachel's house.
As if reading Sheila's thoughts, Rachel made a suggestion. "Chris will give you a lift, won't you dear?" said Rachel, giving her grandson very little choice although he was keen to have some private time with Sheila anyway.
"Yes, of course," replied Chris, although he could hardly say no even if he wanted to.
"Thank you: if it is no trouble," said Sheila, smiling sweetly.
"Well that was nice, having two of my favourite people in my house at the same time," said Rachel, and she very much meant it. Although she had three other grandchildren, she had always had a special place in her heart for Chris, and Sheila had been a good friend since they were at school together.
Rachel waved Sheila and Chris off. "Seeing you today was a nice surprise," said Sheila to Chris as they drove away.
"Yeah, a nice surprise for me too," agreed Chris.
"I would love for you to come in with me when we get to my house but with it being daylight I cannot risk you being seen," said Sheila, who, although single, did not want her neighbours knowing her business and gossiping about it.
"Yes, I understand: but maybe you had better take your hand off my crotch before I cum in my jeans," said Chris.
"Oh shit, sorry: I did not realise that my hand was there," giggled Sheila, as they got close to her home.
"See you tomorrow: what time shall I get here?" said Chris, as they pulled up outside Sheila's house.
"Get here after dark and if you are staying the night you had better go before daylight," said Sheila, who so wanted to kiss the young man but couldn't in case someone was peeping out of their window.