Wendy Takes in Her Boarder

by Kalodin

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Lesbian, Heterosexual, Oral Sex, Petting, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Elderly widow takes in much younger construction foreman away from home. His wife asks her to be her surrogate to keep him from having his needs met by a potential rival. Does 75 year old Wendy agree? Read on.

Wendy awoke just past 5 a.m. Kenneth lay spooned behind her an arm around her so that a hand cupped one breast. Wendy wore nothing and luxuriated in the warm expanse of Kenneth's body pressed against her.

Reluctantly she pulled herself away and padded into the bathroom. She sat and peed. There was slight irritation of the extremely tender walls of her vagina. No surprise. He had made love to her into the night, first visiting each of her erogenous zones including ones she didn't know she had and maybe had not had previously. He lingered at each spot as he patiently ministered to Wendy's body. He used his hands and feet, his very stiff penis, his mouth, his lips and his tongue, even his chest; setting off repeated orgasms, toe-gasms, ear-gasms, nipple-gasms, my God, an armpit-gasm, before he at long last put his mouth on her swollen and yearning pussy, then plunged his tongue into her vagina withdrew and set upon her shiny wet, warm and pulsing clitoris, lip-nibbling and licking around it. When he sucked the distended little nubbin she entered into a state of delirious ecstasy, squirming and thrusting on his relentless mouth as a crescendo of orgasms overwhelmed her, finally gasping a plea to stop as she could stand no more of the agonizing pleasure. But straightway that he did she implored him, begged him to take her.

"I want you in me," reaching and grasping his prancing cock, rubbing the glans, feeling a slick droplet expressed out of the slot as she fondled him. She felt wild; out of control, her pussy dictating in this moment, more than ready, desperate for union yet once again.

He commanded her onto her knees. She knew what to do. He had shown her how he wanted her positioned when he fucked her; trained her, rejuvenated her pussy and made it, long un-penetrated, accommodate his wonderful muscle and welcome it. Never mind the ache in her hip. He wanted her head down, broad ass up; inflamed vulva waiting between her open thighs; dripping coital fluid and lubricant, out of her mind, "fuck me now" excited as he positioned himself; Wendy on the verge of orgasm yet again, waiting for the indescribable bliss of that first thrust as he impaled her, slamming up against the broad bolster of her ass with strong hands pulling her hips back onto himself. She reveled in his vigor as he stallioned in and out and she had rolling orgasms that made the walls of her vagina squeeze his shaft over and over with remarkable strength. Occasionally he withdrew and massaged her clit with the slick head of his beautiful dick making her groan with intense pleasure, coming yet again. Then the bliss as he again drove himself into her. Both sweaty now, his thighs made a slapping sound as he slammed into her. Her soaking pussy squished as his shaft slid in and out. Throughout she moaned, groaned, cried out at the crescendos and urged him on, "yes, oh yesssss. Oh Kenny you beautiful lover, fuck me," fuck me, give me your cum; cum for Wendy and "aaaaahhh, ahhhh, oooooh, yesssssss," as she came with him; Kenneth straining against her as his own orgasm overtook him, reaching under to grasp her fleshy belly and simultaneously boost her and squeeze her tightly as he strained to probe the last millimeter of vagina just there at her cervix. She could feel his hot dick pulse with each ejaculation and her vagina clamped and re-clamped the spurting organ.

She wiped and flushed. At the vanity she retrieved a hand mirror; then sat on the toilet again and used the mirror to look at her pussy while she spread the lips with the fingers of one hand. Well and truly fucked she thought. Her vulva was crimson and her full inner labia swollen so they protruded between the long full pistolettes of her proud outer labia. She felt as horny as ever she had been in years past, even now at 75. No sex had been as good as Kenneth gave her, preceded by tender albeit sometimes vigorous, loving and extended foreplay until she was consumed with lust. But her body and her sex in particular could not sustain the sort of rampant fucking they had torn from each other earlier; not like she could fuck in her younger days. She took as much hormone therapy as she could convince her gynecologist to prescribe, risks be damned, and supplemented the juices her pussy secreted with good quality lubricant. The Bible said threescore and ten years was the allotted time of man. Well, she was beyond that by half a decade. So as far as she was concerned she was playing with the house's money.

But just now it was good he would make the long seven hour trip home to his wife, at 37, three years younger than Kenneth. The four days he was away home would give her pussy a respite. She would need to awaken him and get him going. The horny beast, she thought, smiling inwardly. He will wake up with that hard on and be wanting sex before he leaves. What would you call that, she wondered, warming up for the main event? The old mare getting the stallion hot for the thoroughbred (bed?) filly? It didn't matter, she and Donna had a unique understanding; the key that had unlocked the way into his heavenly embrace and body. Well, she would give him a blow job, a quickie to sustain him until got home to the mother of his three children and Donna could get from him the sex she missed so much in the days and weeks he was away on the construction project. The man was amazingly virile. Despite making love until she could go no more and his multiple ejaculations, she knew there was no doubt that he would be able to service Donna vigorously. She pushed away the unwelcome thought that this arrangement that made him her lover would end when he finished his work and moved on to the next job somewhere else.

Standing now in the bathroom doorway she looked at her 40 year-old lover, naked and asleep. Her heart did a somersault. He was so beautiful, possessed of a hard body, with little fat, kept fit by the strenuous work he did as a foreman on the massive university hospital project that had flooded her town with construction hands. Mayor Monica Hawkins had appealed to residents with spare bedrooms to accommodate workers if they could. Wendy had two unused bedrooms and no one else living in the house for the past 10 years after Frank's death. So she put her name on a list and the first person who showed up was Kenneth.

He was in hardhat, boot cut jeans and a flannel shirt, wearing pull-on steel toed work boots. He was about 6 feet tall; dark hair with some gray showing, nice eyes, a dazzling smile and an unaffected charm. Never mind also a very cute tush that she checked out as they climbed the stairs to look at the two available bedrooms and decide which, if either, he would choose. She noted that he smelled good too; some sort of men's cologne and warm male smell, the two mixed in an odor that made her center warm as she sniffed it in his wake. Wendy chastised herself for thinking about him that way. But she crossed her fingers and anxiously waited for him to decide.

"If you want I can provide some meals as well, she said. And you can use the living room, dining room, kitchen if you want to do some cooking. Your bathroom will be the one at the end of the hall. This will be your room unless you like the other one better. This one is a little bigger."

"Yes, Miss," he said as they entered. "May I just try the bed for a second?"

"Oh, well, of course," Wendy replied. "Make yourself at home."

He stretched out on the bed, face up, letting his feet dangle off the edge.

Wendy could see the swell in his jeans where his "package" made an inviting bulge.

"I like this bed better than the other one," Kenneth said. "How much?"

"$250 a month $350.00 if you want board as well as room"

"Deal," he said with an endearing smile that made him look like he was a teenager again.

So Kenneth moved in. That was two months ago. Wendy was very happy to have his company and they fell into a pattern where he would return from work, shower, have a beer and watch some news then dine on whatever Wendy prepared. Although he had to be up very early she made it a point to get up and fix him something for breakfast. She took to arranging her hair and putting on her makeup before joining him in the kitchen, well covered by her long terry cloth robe and "birth control" flannel pajamas beneath. Initially he objected to her rising and serving up breakfast but Wendy brushed it aside and continued. She loved being with him like a wife each morning before he left for the construction site. Every day he called his real wife in the evening.

He worked seven days a week. Once each 45 days he had six days off and made the 700 mile flight home to see his wife, Donna, and the children, a son and daughter; pictures of all of them on the dresser in his room at Wendy's house. Wendy imagined the passionate lovemaking that must take place when this virile man was once more in his hot wife's arms.

Wendy and Kenneth had their first sex together, (although it might have come about otherwise in any event), as an outgrowth of Wendy overhearing his end of a telephone conversation with Donna, Kenneth's wife, and a subsequent, quite remarkable phone call from Donna to Wendy. Wendy had gone to the laundry room and Kenneth was sitting out on the deck. Apparently he thought Wendy was in the front of the house in the living room and out of earshot. He did not know the laundry room window was open to let in a breeze. He spoke quietly and intimately. Wendy, feeling a bit chagrinned, nevertheless eavesdropped. (What follows is Kenneth's end of the conversation that Wendy could hear. The reader will have to use her imagination to complete Donna's end of the conversation.)

"Oh baby, I miss you too."

"It is hard not being able to fuck whenever and as much as we want."

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