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Click hereI'm still the Volunteer Coordinator at Cropton Hall and Hilary is still the lady in the library. I don't really need the job, it's served its purpose. Maybe I'll retire in a year or so and we'll go travelling.
But what about our sex life, you may ask. Has that gone stale over the years? Has the age gap become a factor in our enjoyment?
No chance! It's as fresh and exciting as the first time and I'm sorry if that sounds trite but it's true. We make love almost every day and sometimes more at weekends. Saturday afternoon we usually squeeze some time in bed together and enjoy an hour of licking and sucking and tasting and fucking. Sunday afternoon is anal sex afternoon. Hilary has a bath and puts on stockings and suspenders and I fuck her slowly and gently up her arse and she masturbates herself to a climax, with me usually not far behind.
Life is so good!
The End
I thoroughly enjoyed this story, and wished it was longer. A thirty-year-old man still the stamina to satisfy a middle-aged woman who enjoys the pleasures of sex. Thanks for posting.
As a National Trust volunteer myself I can relate closely to this highly erotic story. I interact with some lovely older women and fantasise about them. One of my stronger fantasies involves luring an attractive 60- or 70-something widowed volunteer room guide to a remote bedroom in the mansion where no-one ever goes and ravishing her one afternoon, re-awakening her desire for exquisitely intimate and intense sex.
It was so gratifying, pleasurable and uplifting - to say nothing of arousing - to read this story. You are an amazing story teller. Thank you so much.