To the bed chamber.

Karen smiled at Spencer’s words. It was what she’d been longing to hear for six long years. Ever since the handsome, but at times gruff, father had moved to Avonwick.

“Help me up, would you? I know just the place,” she told Spencer.

Spencer almost instantly regretted that he’d allowed his frustrations of the morning to bubble out into words but was first and foremost a gentleman and would help the lady up and to her feet. “Karen. I didn’t really mean what I just said,” he told her as he took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet.

“Ssshhh,” Karen just shushed Spencer as it came back onto her high heels with just a little bit of difficulty.

She kept a hold of Spencer’s hand once she was upright and started to lead him away deeper into her house and towards the bedroom. The furniture of the room was dated now but had once been very good quality. Back when Karen and her ex-husband had first got married and he’d held down a full-time job then. The bed was an old four-poster of carved dark wood with plush golden embroidered bedding and a wall of pillows.

Karen drew Spencer until they were standing beside the bed. His heart was beating out of his chest and his mouth had gone alarmingly dry. Karen’s eyes roamed all over Spencer strong upper body and shoulders and down to that enticing bulge in his chino’s. She touched her hands to his arms and then with a tenderness started to slide his cardigan down off his shoulders and along his arms.

“Karen… I haven’t…” Spencer began trying to put what he was feeling into thoughts and then words. Spencer hadn’t been with another woman since the **** of his wife Kirsten and he still wasn’t sure he wanted to be now either.

“It’s ok Spencer. I know,” Karen comforted him and then leaned in and kissed him once on the lips. A soft closed-mouth kiss that stilled his churning thoughts. “Help me out of this,” she said after their lips parted as she turned around and held up her hair at the back of her neck for Spencer to undo the zipper.

Such a simple kiss as they’d had bolstered Spencer’s nerves and gave him the courage then to help Ms McAdams out of her dress. It reassured him that she knew the conflict of emotions he was feeling and she hadn’t tried to be overly passionate with Spencer and frighten him. They would work through this together. Turning around, Spencer took in the well-maintained body of this attractive middle-aged woman. She was in a matching bright pink set of bra and panties. Another striking vibrant colour after her purple dress. Her breasts were larger than he’d expected and held up firmly by her bra.

Karen unhooked her bra and placed Spencer’s hands on her tits as she gave him something to focus on as she discarded his clothing for him. Naked besides their bottoms, Karen drew Spencer in close and hugged him. He gasped at the touch and closeness of their bodies and she could feel the heavy throb of his python in his underpants. Karen would have loved for Spencer to throw her back onto the bed and mount her but she sensed she needed to be the one to guide them and take things slowly for him.

“Lie down,” she told Spencer soothingly as she moved aside for him to climb onto her bed.

As he lay down in the middle of her bed, she discarded her panties beside the bed and climb on after him. Her sex was tingling at the nearness of Spencer’s manliness as the heat from between her legs slowly started to boil. She crawled down beside Spencer and started to pull his underpants down off his body, Spencer raising his hips by instinct to help her. As his cock came free it sprang up suddenly and Karen was shocked at the size of it. Good Lord what a tool the handyman Spencer possessed! What on earth was he doing to keep that hidden and tucked away for so long?

In control of proceeding thanks to the passivity of the nervous Spencer, Karen delicately came and straddle her legs over Spencer’s hips and press her body to his; chest to chest. She could feel the warmth of his stiff cock jutting up against her stomach, as well as the strong musky odour of man and hormones. She breathed in his sex stink and her pussy flowed hot and freely.

“Just take things as slowly as you need Spencer,” Karen told him as she started to kiss her way down his chest and towards his stomach. He looked her in the eye, nodding, before closing his lids to take in the sensations.

Spencer’s stomach hairs tickled her nose and she continued lower and lower. She crawled her way back over his knees until she was perched kneeling between his thighs. Her hand came to his cock and she gripped his shaft for the first time, the painted white nails of her fingers and thumbs barely touching around his girth. She stroked his hard prick gently, watching Spencer’s response. He gasped, throwing his head back but keeping his eyes closed. She longed to have his fine member in her mouth so raised her head up and lower her lips to his crown.

Spencer moaned deeply and started to trust up against Karen as she lowered her mouth around his wood. His groans and movements were that of a man that had experienced a woman in a very long time so that Karen didn’t want to risk blowing him for too long just in case he let off inside her mouth with her having him inside her. She sucked him slowly and briefly. Just really coating his long cock with her spit before she came back up to get on top of him.

Opening his eyes to see, Spencer asked as Karen started to sit over his aching cock, “should we use something?”

“Don’t be silly Spencer. I’m a long way past having any more kids. The good thing about getting older is that you can do what you want without getting pregnant,” she told him.

He nodded at her words and perhaps consent for what was to come.

Karen, groaning now, started to squeeze Spencer head between her lips. She nearly had her breath taken away at the humongous size of his dick. It felt like she was forcing a baseball bat inside her pussy but dear goodness it felt incredible. When she had reached the bottom, she was panting but pleased to see that Spencer was too.

Wiggling her hips in amazement, Spencer bucked suddenly and Karen felt him push up inside her. Her vision swam and she saw stars for a moment. In time with his movement, Karen started to gently bob herself on top of Spencers cock. He was gasping quickly at the sensations so quickly that she thought he might possibly not last too long. Karen determined she get the best of him until he did.

“How’s that Spencer?” she asked as she started bouncing rhythmically on Spencer’s cock.

“Amazing!” he declared enthusiastically. “I forgot how good this feels.”

“Enjoy it! Let me ride you,” Karen moaned back, delighted at the praise as she set about giving Spencer a fucking to remember.

In almost no time at all Karen was dropping her pussy almost half the way along Spencer’s thick dick with each turn of their bodies. Spencer thrust up to greet her with abandon, a man that had forgotten what it took to pace himself. She didn’t care as his cock felt so big and incredible that she was soon cumming around him just from the very presence of being inside her. Karen threw her head back and moaned over and over in her orgasms, Spencer’s hands on her tits for part the way through until he grabbed her by the hips and held her still as he came too. A veritable mountain of Spencer’s cum was expelled up inside Karen’s hot snatch as she took his creampie deep inside her. It felt delirious to have his unbelievable tool throbbing and pulsing inside her confines. Each jolt sent bolts of electricity coursing down her spine as it stimulated and prolonged her deep and extremely satisfying orgasm.

When their climaxes were a beautiful fading memory Karen began to reluctantly climb off Spencer’s waist as he’d begun to shrink and shrivel inside her. Still big he’d kept everything from flowing back out so that when Karen lifted off Spencer an immediate glob of discarded started to cascade freely out from inside her. She exclaimed as he drooled hot liquids all over the clean covers. Spencer looked briefly worried at what had happened until Karen reassured him it was more than ok, perfect in fact.