The Age of It - Sex Stories

The Age of It

... the last time they spent in bed. Never with the intention of having much sleep. Alisa and Philip met regularly whenever study or work didn't get the way. The baby was born naturally, a healthy girl of seven pounds five ounces. "Your name's on the birth certificate."

"Then everyone will know."

"How could it be any other way. I love you, you love me and we both love Mary."

Philip graduated with a first class honours. He found a job as he personal assistant to the head of a large corporation. Alisa's children, Dean, Victoria and Amy thought it strange that Philip should be at Alisa's home so often.

"Mum are you and Philip more than just boss and employee?" Alisa need not have answered as her face gave her away.

"Mum, he's half your age and more," said Dean.

"So what he keeps me young. You don't think for one minute I would have a figure like this with all these corporate lunches if I didn't get regular exercise?"

"Oh mum Mary's is his isn't she?" Once more Alisa said nothing.

Mary Hooper walked along the sand. She was topless and even at sixty three could have been mistaken for a woman twenty years younger. She carried her deck shoes in one hand and a t-shirt in the other as the gentle surf washed over her feet. A little way off a man of maybe thirty emerged from the water. He wiped his eyes and then ran the few steps to where his towel lay. He started to dry him self. Looking around he saw Mary.

"Excuse me, you speak English?" Mary kept on ...

... walking.

"I do," she asked a puzzled expression her face.

"Oh I'm sorry you look like someone I once knew." She looked a him.

"I don't think so," she said as her eyes glanced down at his crotch.

"Sorry, my mistake." Mary smiled and walked on.

"You wouldn't like to come for a drink would you?" He asked the back of her head. She stopped and half turned.

"Now why would I want to have a drink with you?"

"Well you're here on holiday alone. You seem like a nice lady and I'm in need of some company."

"What makes you think I'm alone?"

"You came on your own and I suspect you will leave on your own."

"And you thought you"d chat up some old lady that might just be rich enough to be worth knowing."

"Not at all I just thought you would be good company."

"If I said yes where would we go for this drink?"

"Well I could take you to a nice bar I know. It's a mile or so away. We could walk and I could get to know you and you could get to know me."

"Okay, a drink would be nice. I need to get dressed so meet me at the La Costa in twenty minutes."

"Room number?"

"We'll meet in the lobby if you don't mind. One drink."

Mary walked on knowing the man was watching her. She smiled to herself. Mary was feeling a little wet in the very skimpy thong, her only covering. She slipped the shirt over her head and turned away from the beach. She walked quickly and went straight to her room. Stripped and jumped in the shower. Without make up she slipped on a summer dress ...