1. My Lucky Week


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Mature Author: goinstrong, Source: xHamster

    ... to becoming aroused as she touched strategic part of her generous body. It was an amazing show, as I truly appreciate "wet." Suddenly, the water stopped, and I hot-footed it back to the sofa. Ever the courteous woman, she came out in a towel - to announce she'd be ready in a few moments. The tuck of the towel above her tits was bulging, and the bottom hem of the towel was about 4 inches above her knees. She was a vision of loveliness. She disappeared, and I heard dresser drawers opening and closing. I shouted "Sarah, is there anything I can do for you?" She responded immediately with a "Yes, I'm having trouble with a zipper. Can you come here, please?" I glided to the hallway, and there she stood in front of a dressing mirror. The dress was off her shoulders, as the back was totally open. I stood behind her, reached down above her ass, and grasped the zipper pull. Up it went, with nary a bit of resistance. It appeared the zipper thing was a ruse - and I liked. Sarah finished dressing while I waited in the living room, and out she came. The dress had a great plunging V-neck. Hose finished off the ensemble, along with black pumps. She twirled ( have not seen a woman twirl for years ) and said, "Well, am I worth the wait?" I giggled a bit, and said "Lovely! Oh, by the way, Sarah, there was nothing wrong with the zipper!" I grinned as she blushed, and stammered "O-o-ohhh, Crap. Didn't think you'd notice! Guess I'm busted!" I walked toward her, and suggested she could have simply ...
    ... said, "Would you like to help me get dressed? I'm a mature guy, and we could have foregone the plot." With that, I leaned in toward her face, lifted her chin with my fingertips, and gave her a short, simple kiss. She grinned, sighed, and said "W-we'd better go, or else!" I offered my arm, led her to my car, and off we went for a quick shopping trip - followed by dinner. A drink or two, and we returned to her house. After closing the door, she turned and said "OK, Smarty Pants - would you like to help me change out of this dress?" Nothing else needed to be said, and I e****ted her to her room. As we got into the room, I stood behind her and whispered in her ear, "Stand in front of the mirror, Sarah." She offered no resistance, and in front of the mirror she stood. I slowly pulled the zipper open, and asked "Will that be all, Ma'am?" She turned, to face, me, and said, "No, Sir, I need more!" With that, she reached to her shoulders and with a slight tug the dress fell to the floor. This was getting serious, and hardly what I'd expected. I looked longingly into her eyes, and asked, "Sarah, is this not a bit fast?" She did not giggle, but did lean closely and whispered, "It's been forever since I've met a decent guy. I have been turned on since our conversation at the restaurant, and I can't think of anything I'd rather be than in your arms!" With that, I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her close to me, and gave her a very different kiss that before. This was a deep, prolonged ...