Sharing My Landlady's Bed - Sex Stories

Sharing My Landlady's Bed

... Penelope shivered again and I offered her my arm, which she gripped with her gloved hand. And so attached, we walked the half-mile to the lodging house, my brain whirling at the intimacy of our closeness.

Inside, we stripped off our coats and scarves and gloves and Penelope shivered again. 'Goodness it was cold out there!'

This seemed like the opening I had been waiting for. 'Let me warm you up,' I said, holding out my arms.

She stepped up to me hesitantly and I put my arms around her and drew her to me for a hug, her chin on my shoulder, her curly black hair tickling my cheek, her arms loosely around me. I held her in an embrace for a couple of minutes which doesn't sound long but it is if it's the first time you've hugged your landlady. Then I relaxed my hold and we looked at each other from about six inches away. I could feel the warmth of her body against me, feel the swell of her bosom and the faint smell of her perfume. Her eyes were on mine, the lids heavy and dark with eyeshadow, her lips slightly parted.

I leaned to her and kissed her, my eyes closed, feeling the softness of her lips against mine. My heart was thumping in my chest and the blood was rushing to my penis, swelling and stiffening it. It was just a little kiss, lips against lips, but I was intensely aroused.

I pressed my lips harder against hers and opened my mouth slightly and Penelope broke off and took half a pace away from me. We were both gasping as though we'd been running.

'I'm ...

... not sure we should be doing this, Robin,' she said quietly.

Which in my experience means "I don't want to do this". I should have been disappointed but as it was almost exactly the response I had been expecting I could hardly complain. But neither would I be giving up so easily.

'I'm sorry,' I said, contritely. 'I've had such a lovely time today I think I got a bit carried away.'

'That's alright, Robin,' she replied, giving me a kind smile. 'I've had a lovely time today too. Would you like a cup of tea?' The universal panacea - a nice cup of tea. A bit later I went upstairs to my room, ostensibly to do some work, but actually to masturbate, my persistent and throbbing erection having become too uncomfortable. Afterwards, and before showering, I stood naked in front of the wardrobe mirror and asked myself what I was going to do next.

Downstairs in the kitchen my landlady was washing pans at the sink. I went up to her and put my arms around her and pulled her backwards against me, lowering my head and kissing her neck, nuzzling and nibbling the soft skin.

She stiffened. 'Whatever are you doing, Robin?' she asked, her voice puzzled.

I held her for a little longer, my hands feeling the slight bulge of her tummy, then I released her and stepped back and she turned to face me, wearing her apron and yellow rubber gloves, splashed with foam.

'I think I need to talk to you, Penelope,' I said, pulling out a kitchen chair and sitting down. She did the same, her dark ...