From The Bus To The Bed

My bus trip back home is always dull, until a few weeks ago when this woman started getting on. She instantly reminded me of a teacher I once had. Curly greying hair, she was a good foot and a half shorter than me. She was also quite chubby, with a large rear, big breasts.
It started with a smile, then I said “Hi” and then we started chatting on the bus. She introduced herself, Bella, told me that she used to be teacher, that she was living alone after her husband left her for a younger women. She was in her late sixties and her new home had a list of things wrong with it.
I told her that I worked as a handyman and asked if there was anything I could do.
“I wouldn’t want you to do anything you shouldn’t.” She said.
“It’s Ok, I could probably do with the practice.” I told her and shrugged, like it doesn’t matter.
“Well, just as long as you’re sure.”
So for the next week, after I had finished my job I would go to her house and fix whatever I had to.
I never asked for pay, just experience so I co do my job better.
I will admit that I had an ulterior motive.
I’ve always had a thing for older women, and she was just perfect.
Helping her meant that I was close to her and I could always imagine what she looked like under
her clothes, picture her and me in scenes from porn I’d seen.
But after a while there came a time when I had done all the little DIY jobs that had to done at her
home, and I had finished.
“Thanks for everything. You didn’t have to do all this for me.” She said as we had a coffee after I’d
finished.
“That’s ok. Anything to help.”
“Even thought you’ve finished, would you like to come over tomorrow? Let me made you dinner to
thank you for all you’ve done.”
“I’d be happy to.”

The next day I called in sick to work, blamed it on a bug that was going around.
Got dressed in clothes I would usually wear to go out on the pull, and made my way up to Bella’s home.
I was happy I could help her out, there was also part of me that was hoping for more.
When I got there she greeted me with a smile and invited me in.
She was dressed in a black skirt and a white blouse that seemed a little tight on her.
We sat down to dinner and chatted.
“Just wanted to say two things to you.” She said. “I wanted to thank you for all the help and also to say,” she paused, looked me in the eye and gave me a wicked smile. “I saw the way you were looking at me each time you were here. I wondered if you had a thing for older women?”
“Well, I do. I think that you are attractive.”
“Anything more or just attractive?”
“Well, I did go home and, kind of, fantasize about you. If you want me to be honest.”
She stood up and walked through to the lounge. She sat on a sofa and patted the cushion next to her.
Sitting next to her I looked into her green eyes.
“Every time you were here I wanted to kiss you.” She simply said before she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. “Each time you were here I wanted you to do all sorts of things to me, and me to do all sorts to you.” She ran her fingers down my chest and gave my thigh a little squeeze.
“Did you want me too?” She asked, drawing circles on my leg.
“Yeah.” I said, not quite understanding my luck.
She stood up and started to unbutton her blouse, enough to show her ample cleavage. She took my hand and led me up to her room.
I couldn’t believe my luck. I could tell what was coming so as me walked up the stair I took off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, and just as we walked into her bedroom, I dropped my trousers.
Bella took one look at the bulge in my pants and smiled.
“This is going to be a good night.” She said smiling her wicked smile.
She slipped off her blouse revealing a white bra that only just held in her breasts. Bella turned around and pulled down her skirt, she bent forward and showed her wide backside and white lace like panties.
I stroked her cheeks and turned her around.
“I want your cock.” She said hungrily.
Gladly I pulled down my pants and let my cock spring free.
She knelt down and took it in her mouth, sucking it and making “mmmmm” noises, her head bobbing up and down. She started sucking gently then faster and harder, until I was almost ready to explode in her mouth.
I stood her up and pulled her bra down to free her tits. I went right to licking and sucking her nipples. I slid my hand down her belly and down between her legs. I gently stroked her clit and listened as her moans got louder.
“I want you to fuck me.” She almost ordered. “I want your cock in me.” She almost ripped her panties off as she lay on the bed.
Not needing another invitation I grabbed her ankle, lifted her legs and slid mu cock into her, now, wet and welcoming pussy.
Like her sucking I started slowly and slowly built up speed as her moans gave way to shouts. She even raked her nails across my back she was so excited.
Because of the lust and speed we both came together and loudly. I felt sorry for the neighbours,
“Well, you really are a handyman aren’t you?”
We both chuckled at that she we shared a post sex cigarette.
“I’m not going to become a one night stand am I?” She asked.
I did see Bella again, and again.

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This is my first story so any comments would be greatly received.
I would’ve written more but I didn’t know how much space there was.
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1 year ago
Thanks for proving that older women are better lovers
quin058
retired
3 years ago
I've always loed older womwn the can teach you so much and they do it with love thanks
3 years ago
very good
4 years ago
Keep it up...I,too have a thing for older women (see my stories about Ruth), so I really like this.
Coffee_Cock
retired
4 years ago
excellent story, keep writing