- Greetings, Gretta!

She was a little embarrassed.

- Again you, young man, well, hello.

- How was your Friday?

- Yes, not bad, now I hurry home, to my husband.

To myself, I grinned. "Yes of course". The best thing in such a situation is to balance - not to try to “stick-up” her, not to try to show off, but also to be a little witty. I chose the path of simple communication, only occasionally telling her some interesting facts that I learned from my not so long life from my acquaintances or simply from the Internet.

- Yes? Long time together?

She clearly did not expect such a question and was more embarrassed.

- Well, for a long time, yes, but why are you interested?

- I think your husband will not mind if I take you home.

She laughed:

- Well, yes, hope, he will remove the skin from you.

- Come on, I'll think of something - I waved.

We got to her house. At first, she was cute in talking, but near the entrance she became noticeably nervous. She said that the windows go to the entrance and the husband can see.

- And on the Internet you were more talkative with the young - I finally said.

Stopping, she changed her face and shook her head.

- I don’t understand what you are talking about - well, they were joking and that's enough, my husband is waiting for me.

- Meeting website. So I know a little about you. Like the fact that you have no husband.

She sighed:

- Well, okay, so what? Want something from me?

- Yes, I want to invite you on a date.

The object of my groaning was taken by surprise.

- I do not know what to tell you, I'm sorry, I have things to do today. And on weekends too.

Gretta walked into the porch, but did not close the door behind herself, allowing her to slam shut herself. I slipped behind her. She was not in a hurry and, on the whole, there was a slight insecurity in her actions. Although maybe I made it all up. We met again at the elevator, “Okay, I’ll just take the risk - if I send, then so be it, but if I let her go, I will never return it. Risking I walked over and hugged her, pressed to the wall. She tried to push with one hand, but this attempt was very sluggish. I, taking her by the wrist, pressed her hand in the same way to the wall. And then, concluded in a long kiss. She did not resist and it gave hope, but after five seconds I let go of my grip and just hugged her.

- Excuse me, Gretta ...

She did not answer.

- Understand that you are just perfect for me. Experienced, simple, but at the same time ...

Laughing, Gretta replied:

- Experienced? Simple? Just you want to fuck an adult woman, that's all. Than you do not please the young? M?

- No, I want something more than just potrahushki. Do not translate arrows, maybe I'm not a fan of young girls, maybe they like mature ones.

- Do not tell ... as soon as you get me - quit. Passed by

She freed herself from my arms, and now I did not try to hold her too much. Moving back to the elevator, she entered it. I was in a stupor, but I had the courage to move and get into the elevator behind it.

- What, you rape?

- Not.

- And then what?

- I want to talk when this situation is still to introduce themselves?

She grinned.

- You're smart. C'mon, you will just chase me until I tell the police what you don’t see?

- Not an option. Okay, why don't you give me a chance? You are alone.

- Once I wanted to try a relationship with a young one, but as I said - he threw me after two fucking. As I later learned from him, for him it was just a challenge, a “challenge” to seduce a mature one. And so I myself did not mind the relationship with the young. Well, the main thing is older than at least twenty-one.

- It is clear, but not all the same.

We left the elevator.

- And what are you? I understand you do not consider yourself to those who want sex for one night.

- I like you, I have long been fond of Armenians, charm comes from you, you are real, unlike starched hides, and as I said you are witty.

- Well, let's say what?

- Give me a chance.

She thought, looking around the landing and her door.

“Did you seriously need a woman of more than forty years?” While around are much younger and more beautiful?

- Yes ... imagine - needed. Let's regard this as our second date. Since you are still registered on a dating site, let's imagine that we met there, the last meeting was a trial, and now it’s a full-fledged one.

She laughed.

- And you are cunning ... well, well, I will give you a chance. Wait a bit.

She went to her apartment, and in an instant I became like on pins and needles, “Will she come out? Will everything work out for me? ”I was notably nervous, since I took care of my appearance and had money with me — if I called somewhere, I was ready. She came out in about ten minutes, really dressed up a little, and she was wearing, as it seemed to me, more striking makeup. We went for a walk in the park, she told a little about her life, about the unsuccessful marriage, about moving here, that she was only half Armenian, and her father was Russian. I told her about myself, then we went to the usual eatery at the mall and went into a couple of stores. Overall a simple walk. In the end, we went back to her. And she did let her come to tea.

She lived with her mother, who, by the way, was now visiting her sister, had been divorced with her husband for six years, and had no children. Despite the fact that she is only half Armenian, her Armenian features were very pronounced. This was expressed, as I believed, both in the facial features, and also in the big bum and breasts of the third size. We talked a lot that evening, I shared with her stories about my life, she - about his. In many respects I was right about her - a woman tired of everything, but not losing her sense of humor and faith in the best. From her just breathed pleasant energy, and finally ... closer to the night, something happened that I did not dare even dream of. I stood in the bedroom with her and hugged her from behind, joining her hands on her tummy. My hands were shaking a little. Yes, I got to her body, but here it was before me, what I dreamed about came true! I kissed her, unbuttoning her shirt, smelling her, her skin drove me crazy. She laughed softly when I kissed her under the ear. Taking off her shirt. I threw aside this piece of clothing, a bra ... the last obstacle is gone, I turned it around. Yes, a beautiful body, a real woman, well-groomed, but age still touched her body - light flabbiness in places and wrinkles, light excess weight, but it only betrayed more charm of her appearance, her image, beautiful lady. This, I clung to her chest. To her got up nipples and began to eagerly suck on them, lick and bite, closing my eyes, I forgot about everything except her. I felt how her palms gently pressed my nape to her chest, how they stroked my head and that goose bumps ran through it. She is mine, finally. Excitement, sensuality, adrenaline, tenderness, everything entwined in me, she threw her head back, eyes closed. And I continued to caress her breasts with my tongue and teeth, greedily sucking on her nipples. Then he went below and kissed her slightly rounded tummy, she gently sat on the bed, and I began to lick and kiss her labia.

- Yes, dear, more active please.

The words of a mature woman, which I did not even dare to dream about, almost made me come to an end. I strenuously played with her pussy lips, penetrated my tongue inside, and licked and caressed her sweet clit with her tongue, she moaned and groaned sweetly, crumpled her chest and lay down on the bed, I pulled away from Gretta's sweet hole, got up and undressed, climbed onto the bed . I lay down with her jack, Gently giving her a member in her mouth, began to caress her vagina again. A pleasant atmosphere, a world for two, I felt like her sweet mouth, absorbs the trunk of my dick, as she licks it, and plays with it. And I must say skillfully played. We caressed each other for about a minute, after which I got up and lay down in the usual pose next to her. After a few seconds, our tongues entwined in a beautiful kiss. And I was on top, my dick penetrated her sweet little hole.

- Stop ... I ...

- Calm down, everything is fine.

She kissed me, and I - her, continuing desperately to peck her sweet hole, making my movements over and over again, I leaned toward her and hugged, kissing her neck, responding to her caress. When I felt the approach of an orgasm, then I came out of it and brought the member to her mouth, finished it.

- Sorry, Gretta, apparently I could not - I said.

- Do not worry, take a rest, gain strength, but I will not give myself a descent - she winked and after half a minute, began to caress her clitoris. And then she asked me to sit on a chair that was located next to the bed. She got up, walked over to the nightstand and rummaged through it, pulled out to my surprise, a dildo.

- And you thought? Single ladies, too, want to be pleasant - she winked and returned to the bed.

There, she again opened her moderately magnificent legs and introduced a dildo, began to slowly fuck themselves, closing her eyes again and licking her lips, sped up again and again, rubbed her clit and caressed herself. I was as if in prostration — she, so clever and intelligent, was now like a distraught nymphet — already quickly fucking herself with it, she squirmed, actively moving her hips into her toy. My cock, after a while, got up again and I, hot back, returned to her.

- Wait, let while you are limited to caress, and then you will enter.

I agreed with any whim of her, any whim, clinging to her breasts, I began to bite and kiss her tits and nipples again. Then I could not stand it and put it in her mouth again. She skillfully served me, gave me an unforgettable pleasure, and then laid me down with gentle movements, while she climbed up from above. Her eyes were a little clouded, and she herself was carnivorous smiling. Riding my dick, she began to ride on it, and I - to knead her big breasts. We merged into beautiful ecstasy and enjoyed each other for a while and finished synchronously.

All that night I spent with her. After about an hour we had another sex, but short, about ten minutes. Then, we just chatted for the first time, and then fell asleep together. The very next day we continued our game. And after that, I saw her twice more. We went to an amusement park, where in a closed cabin on the Ferris wheel she gave me a blowjob, and in the evening there was sex in the park. And there was also another sex in her apartment. In communication, she was not vulgar, except that she briefly touched on these topics for a couple of times, but basically it all came down to a joke. Sometimes she spoke about this only when we were discussing our future plans for sex. Apart from these meetings, we called up about five times and sometimes corresponded on the Internet. Then she fell out of my sight for about a week. After that, I ventured to go to her. On the stairs, in front of its floor, I met two men. They quickly descended the stairs and removed. It seemed strange to me when they went down two floors below, a couple of seconds passed and I heard a doorman shouting. After standing for another two seconds, I went up to the floor her door was not locked ...