Widow sex

[karlhein]

Okd friend of mine died recently. I've been friendly, but not sexy, with is wife for years. In the last year or so she has been texting me a lot, just to vent. For as good as he was as a friend and colleague, he apparently wasn't a very supportive hubby, actually a bit of a prick. She had remarked that they hadn't had sex in 10 years, and that he never even hugged her or showed any affection.They live half the country away, so with no danger of an affair, I let her vent and tried to be supportive. He died after a short illness, and I went back for the funeral.

The morning after the funeral, she calks and asks if she can come over to hotel to bring some of his old things that he wanted me to have, mommentos from some of the work he and I had done together. She shows up, in a rather simple sundress, looking rather worn out, both from the ordeal of the last couple of weeks, and from putting a good face on a bad marriage for several years, why they stayed together for so long is one of those mysteries that only couples can answer.

As she came to the door of my hotel, we hugged as old friends, and she just wouldnt let go. After maybe 5 minutes at the door, I drew her into the room, to the couch, and sat down hugging her again. A lot of words tumbled out of her over the next hour, as she unburdened emotions. Although I was there as a friend, with her snuggled up to me, I couldn't help but see down the top of her sundress, to her small, but still perky breasts. Finially, she looked up and said "this is the most a man has held me in over 10 years, it feels so good I need you to make love to me". With that she leaned up and kissed me. It wasn't the kiss of an old friend. As I kissed he back, as gently as I could, she respobded as a woman who hasn't had physical affection in a long time would.

In only minutes our hands were exploring, our clothes were coming off, my mouth was sucking her pointy little pink nipples, which caused her back to arch and her arns to clench around my neck. Soon she had pulled my pants off, was sucking my cock (with surprising skill considering how limited their sex life had been). She stood up, pulled he panties down, revealing a natural, but sparse, bush, and straddled me, reaching down to guide my cock into her. With the hunger of a middle aged lady who has been denied sex for too long,is not sure of her attractiveness, and just had the emotuinal trauma of a funeral, she rode me with desperate intensity.

My friend ny not have been a very good husband, but she certainly was a fully functional woman. She came several times, including when I came deep inside her, all while straddling me.

Later, we transferred to the bed, cuddled for a while, and began to explore each other again. Her pussy was sore, but she liked being licked gently, and brought me off again with her mouth, although she pulled off as I came

I stayed in town for several more days, one because she needed the affecton, and two because she was enjoyable in bed. If any of the other friends and family in town for the funeral ever figured out that her visits with me were more than just friends talking, it wasn't obvious, but all started with hugging on the couch with her talking abour her life, and led to her straddling me, my cock filling her pussy and me either kissing her or sucking her nipples. With her controlling the pace like this, she came several times each day.

I went back to see her about 6 months later, which was, sexually, a very similar experience, but with less talking and less crying. I stayed at her house, nominally in the guest room, but actually on the couch in her den or in her bed at night. She did find that she like riding my cock with her back to me and me fingering her clitty. There was a mirror across from the couch, and I think she liked watching herself be fucked. She was always happy to have her clitty licked, seemed to prefer sucking me till I came on her nipples, then having me suck her nipples clean, and and even seemed to like when I teased her ass with my thumb, although we never did get to anal. Having the luxury of being at her house, I found that she liked to wake me up by sucking my cock, then climb on me and ride me. Fot old foljs, it seemed kike we fucked about 3 times daily, in the mornibg in bud, the other times on her couch.

A couple if months later, she wrote that she had started dating someone from work, that the had become intimate (she was even a bit graphic about it, including saying that he had used more than his thumb in her ass and that it realky made her cum hard) and would I mind being "just friends" again. I'll miss her riding me, and watching her expressive face as she orgasmed, but half the country away, she was never destined to be a long term partner. Hopefully, I did my part to get her life restarted.