Debbie and I were lying on top of my bed, naked, sweaty & sated. It was the middle of the day in London. It was one of the many advantages of being among those lucky enough to be retired and healthy. The previous night we had been up to London to see Elbow play a gig at one of our favourite venues. We had stayed out uncharacteristically late after the gig and had slept in this morning. Another advantage of being retired, we didn’t need to be anywhere.
We did, however, get up in time to attend our session at the local gym with our personal trainer. We had been pushed hard by Shilpa and both felt the benefits of her coaching.
Since splitting from our long-term partners and retiring, Debbie and I had begun to really enjoy life. In addition to being a lot lighter, happier and fitter we were both enjoying sex again after both enduring long, joyless marriages.
After meeting at the gym Debbie and I had begun a relationship that quickly turned sexual and adventurous. This morning was fairly typical. After returning from the gym we had thrown our sweaty workout clothes into the washing machine and gone upstairs naked. I had Debbie lay on my bed with her legs spread and licked her smooth pussy until she climaxed. After that I had mounted her missionary style and fucked her hard, driving my cock deep into her until we both experienced satisfying orgasms.
We were now lying together in post-coital bliss listening to the outside world going about its business. Conversations between us were always easy and honest, we just clicked on so many levels. But immediately after a good fuck was when we seemed to have very good talk about sex and how it was between us.
We had recently enjoyed a threesome with Caroline, one of Debbie’s oldest friends. In all honesty it wasn’t a full-on threesome. Caroline had ended up in our bed after a late night woman to woman chat. In the morning I had fucked her while Debbie watched and masturbated besides us.
Caroline had come back to our house a day or two later asking if she could watch us fuck. Debbie and I put on quite a show for her and she masturbated herself to climax with her fingers. I had then handed her a glass dildo and Debbie and I watched as she slipped it easily into her hairy pussy. Caroline was sat in a chair at the end of the bed while Debbie lay on her front watching her lewd display. At first I lay beside Debbie, but as I became more aroused I mounted her and shallow-fucked her as I too watched the highly erotic display.
The decision to invite Caroline into our bed had been Debbie’s alone. They were having a long chat late into the night about just how unhappy Caroline was. She no longer enjoyed her work, and was lonely and frustrated in her marriage, particularly now that her children had left home. It was something that both Debbie and I could relate to having both been in the exact same situation.
That evening while the wine was flowing, Caroline admitted that with the exception of enthusiastic masturbation she hadn’t had any sex for over a decade. Debbie couldn’t hide the fact that she and I were fucking like teenagers and loving it and the way it made us both feel. Debbie asked Caroline to stay over and made it clear that she meant in our bed.
It seemed like a good time to talk it over and find out how we felt about the situation. Debbie had made it absolutely clear that under no circumstances was I to meet Caroline without her being there. That was something that I was more than happy to comply with. I wasn’t going to do anything that would endanger the new life I had with Debbie.
Debbie had always been close to Caroline but had never felt attracted to her or to any woman. She did however admit that watching Caroline masturbate and watching me fuck her had really turned her on. I admitted that I felt exactly the same.
With the clarity of thought that had made Debbie such a good police officer and detective she admitted that it was possible to over-think these situations and that we should just see how things progressed and not get bogged down with a problem that had not yet arisen.
Our new unhurried life together meant that Debbie and I had a lot of time for the good things in life and one of those good things was daytime sex. Neither of us had anything pressing to do and we could always get whatever it was done when it suited us.
We were both people unimpressed by wealth, status or materialism and were able to live well on our pensions. A few months into our new relationship Debbie decided to move in with me. She had a much nicer flat than my house which meant that it was easy to rent out. My house was in a less prosperous area but it did have a secluded south facing garden. this allowed us to indulge ourselves in being naked together.
We had met at the local gym where the attraction to each other was obvious. We were both feeling the benefits of exercise and of the lack of work pressures. I had lost a lot of weight, my blood pressure had dropped and I felt much more energetic, particularly in bed.
Years of bad sex or no sex with my ex-wife had left me jaded. Debbie had changed all of that. Like me, she had endured a long joyless marriage for the sake of the kids. With all of that behind us, we were both keen to make up for lost time.
Debbie had let her hair go naturally grey but had it cut in a very fashionable style that made her look years younger. Her exercise routine was also paying off and she began to feel more body confident. She waxed her pussy smooth and got a couple of tattoos. I loved to watch her naked and told her how much it turned me on.
We had both masturbated a lot during our joyless marriages and neither of us saw any need to stop. Debbie enjoyed using sex toys and would often put on a display for me. She knew how to turn me on. A glass dildo and a butt plug were her favourites.