Old friend retires
written by:
Ticarod

First thing in the morning I get a coffee and hit the computer, checking emails, my website, and facebook accounts for business.

When I got to my facebook page I saw an old friend Christine was viewing, and the chat light was lit up.

I haven't seen Christine...(Chris from here on out) in a year or so. We have chatted a couple times via phone or on facebook. We have always teased, and flirted sexually with each other, but neither one of us made an overt move on the other.

The chat box popped up, and Chris informed me she was now retired, I should stop over and she would tell me all about it.

Knowing what a shock retirement is to the system, not having a schedule to follow, a work place to go to ( I was retired for 4 months and the boredom forced me to start another business) I told her anytime she wanted we would meet up. She responded that today was her first full day of retirement, and was free all day.

"Put the coffee on, I am on my way"

"Have to jump in the shower quick, the coffee is on" she answered.

"I will be there before your out of the shower LOL" I sent back then saw her light go out.

I jumped in the shower, making sure everything was nice and clean (you never can tell whats going to happen). A little body cologne, fresh jeans, no underwear, a button down shirt, top two buttons open, and a pair of Rockports, I was out the door and driving to her home.

Chris and her husband live in a waterfront home in a small development. She met me at the front door wearing sweats, and barefoot. We hugged, and gave each other cheek kisses, as she invited me in. Two big mugs of coffee sat on the counter. Picking them up, she headed for the sliding glass doors "lets sit outside, its such an beautifully cool morning".

We sat on the deck drinking our coffee as she filled me in on her last days of employment, and her decision to retire. From time to time she would carry our cups inside to refill them. Her bare feet padding by me, and me wondering just how much clothing she had on underneath the sweats.

While Chris was refilling our cups, a woman (about Chris and I's age) came around the corner of the house, carrying a bucket, and a fishing rod, she walked to the dock and started fishing. When Chris came out she acknowledged the woman by name and asked if she wanted a coffee. The woman declined, and told Chris she didn't want to interrupt her company.

Chris started telling me how she had quit smoking and put on 20lbs. "But the good news is, I now have cleveage" she laughed as she pushed her boobs together.

"You couldn't prove it by me, that sweatshirt covers everything up" I pointed out.

She pulled the neckline of the sweatshirt down just so I could see the top of her cleavage. "My boobs have never been this big, and firm" she laughed.

"Still can't prove it by me, I can't see anything!" I complained.

Turning away from me, I saw her hands go under her sweatshirt, then she turned back to me, her sweatshirt pushed up to her neck, her hands covering her nipples."Hows that?" she giggled, turning around and pulling her shirt back down. As she turned back to me she said "I don't know why I did that, I guess I am just proud of my bigger boobs."

"Why keep them covered" I asked

"I did buy a two piece bathing suit, I only wear it in the hot tub, nobody but George (husband) has seen me in it."

"Put it on for me, I want to see how great you look"

Taking a sip of coffee, she smiled, and said "ok, but don't laugh" and her bare feet padded past me.

Chris is about 5'9", 140lbs, shoulder lenght hair, that changes colors from brown to blonde, depending on her moods, today it was brown.

Looking up from my coffee, I saw her posing in the doorway, elbow up against the door jam, hand on her head, classic model pose. She still had her sweat bottoms on, but they were rolled down just past her hip bones. She was wearing a flowered swim suit top, and smiling.

"Damn, you look great" the words came out without me even thinking about them.

"You like, you don't think I got too fat" she questioned as she crossed the deck.

"Hell no, all your weight went right to your titties, I love the hip bones" as I took her hand, and turned her in a piroutte to admire her body.

We sat back at the table for a couple of minutes, when she said she needed to put her sweat shirt back on, she was cold. It was obvious she was cold, her nipples jutted out like a much younger girls.

"Why don't we sit in the hottub" I suggested, "that way you will be warm, and I can keep checing ya out"

"Cause I don't have the bottoms on" she blushed.

"Put them on, and I'll meet ya in the tub"

"What are you going to wear" she asked as she stood up.

"My boxers, thats ok right" I asked as I unfolded the hot tub cover.

Smiling she disappeared, I turned the jets on, stepped out of my clothes, and slid naked into the bubbling water, wearing nothing but a wicked grin.

Chris reappeared carrying one towel, while another was wrapped around her waist, sheilding her bottom from my view. She quickly slid into the water beside me, and relaxed. We sat for a couple of moments not talking, suddenly she jumped to life "you know what we need? Mimosas! They would be perfect" she smiled at me, climbing out of the tub at the same time. Forgetting about her towel. She disappeared thru the sliding doors letting only wet foot prints across the deck.

"Mimosas are made with champagne" I pointed out as she came out with a bottle of Zinfandel, two glasses, and a carton of oranje juice.

"I can't afford champagne" she laughed as she slid back into the water.

We drank her version of the worst mimosa ever, adding less and less oj with every refresh. The more we drank, the sillier we became, sometimes so loud the woman on the dock would turn to look at us.

Looking Chris in the eye I said. "Now I want to see them" indicating her breast.

"Are you serious!"

"Dead serious" I answered as I moved my hand to the back of her top, finding the clasp, and no resistance. My fingers remembered their teenage trainings, and one handed, one move unclasp her top, and watched it float away from her. Her boobs still under water didn't give me a good view thru the turbulant waters.

"Stand up, I want to see them" I instructed. Slowly she put her hands on the sides of the tub, and rose, exposing her breast, rising high enough her stomach was now above the water. "Nice!" I complimented her. The woman on the dock was now paying attention to the tub, and seemed to have forgotten about fishing.

Dropping back into the water faster than she raised out, she laughed grabbed the wine bottle, and took a big drink. Swallowed, laughed, and said " I can't beleive I just did that" and dropped her head on my shoulder, as she did that her hand landed on my upper thigh. Leaning back she looked at me and said " where are your boxers?" as her fingers slid across my thigh towards my now stiffening cock.

"ugh, I forgot to wear them this morning" I said smiling at her. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft as our lips found each others.

My fingers went right to her firm, natural titties, tickling her nipples as we kissed. She gently stroked my cock to full hardness. Sliding her fingertips over the head of my cock between slow, gentle strokes.

Lifting her hips, Chris helped me remove her swimsuit bottom, as we kissed. I noticed the woman on the dock was no longer there, but her fishing gear was. Then I noticed her standing by the garden shed partialy hidden, about 20 feet away.

Still kissing, Chris turned, and straddled me, guiding my cock into her as she lowered herself. Head back, breast out of the water, she started to slowly rock back and forth. I alternated sucking her breast and playing with them, as Chris continued the slow rocking motion.

I noticed the woman that was by the garden shed was no longer there. Scanning the yard, I noticed she had moved much closer, and was standing beside a small tree, her hand in her pants. My smile was met with no expression.

Our slow fuck was consuming all of our attention. My eyes opened when I heard Chris say "Anna". The fisherwoman was next to the hot tub one hand on Chris's neck, the other fingering her own cunt, her pants around her ankles.

Anna, didn't say a word, Chris didn't say anything else. I noticed Chris's gaze was on Anna's crotch.

"Lets go inside" Chris said as she crawled off my cock and stepped out of the tub. Taking me by the hand she led me thru the sliding doors, and giving Anna a head nod to follow.

Chris lay across the bed, I moved up to preparing to resume fucking her. "NO, eat me" she instructed. I backed away a bit, running my tongue across her great new titties, and down her stomach to her well trimmed pussy. Licking the length of her slit, my tongue following my thumb past her clit, to the hole thats begging to be filled by either tongue, cock or finger.

Feeling a hand on my ass let me know that Anna was about to join in. Continuing to suck Chris clit, my thumb rubbing her pussylips, while my middle finger caressed her asshole. Anna was becoming bolder, she now was gently rubbing my balls with one hand, while the other slid up between my ass cheeks. As Anna's hand wrapped around my cock stroking it, I could feel Chris tensing into pre orgasm, at the same time pushing me away, whispering, fuck me.

Pulling away from Anna's attentive hands, I moved between Chris's thighs and entered her. Her legs wrapping around my butt, pulling me in farther.

Anna had moved to Chris head, and was massaging Chris's breast as she watched us fuck. Her hands moved across Chris breast with remarkable skill. Anna had removed her pants sometime in this period, and I noticed a rather hairy bush right above Chris's face.

Chris hands were behind Anna's thighs, affectionatley sliding from her knees, to her butt cheeks. Anna was still manipulating Chris's breast, as I was about to bring Chris and I to climax. We came together, Chris's legs clamping me so tightly it almost hurt.

Her leg lock released, and I rolled off. Anna stood still, until Chris patted the bed, inviting her to lie with us. Anna positioned herself on one side of me, while Chris lay on the other.

There was an uncomfortable silence for several minutes then Anna sat up and said " I could make us some lunch!" Which brought gales of laughter from Chris and I followed by Anna. "That was stupid" she said, and we laughed some more, as she lay back down beside me.

Anna inspite of being shoeless, and pantless, still had her shirt on. "Take your top off, everyones naked but you." I pointed out. She said she didn't like the way her breast looked, especially compared to Chris's. I explained, no one cared, we were all about the same age, and didn't have perfect bodies.

"My titties were wrinkled and saggy until I quit smoking and gained weight" Chris said to her.

Anna leaning on her elbow, looked past me to Chris, and while letting her fingers travel down my stomach to my cock, she asked "do you mind if I have some of this?" as her fingers traveled the length of it.

"Thats up to him" Chris answered "he doesn't belong to me, this is a first for us".

"Give me a while, and it'll work again" I laughed, as her fingers continued playing with my penis.

"I haven't been with a man since my husband died 8 years ago" Anna informed us. Then positioned herself to take my cock in her mouth. "I don't want to wait any longer than I have to" she said, as her mouth slid over my mometairly flaccid cock.

Chris lay with her head on my shoulder, rubbing my chest, and watching my cock disappear into Anna's mouth, then reappear.

When Anna decided it was hard enough, she straddled me without a word, just a low gasp. Chris moved and pulled Anna shirt off, and removed her bra. Anna's tits weren't bad at all, and I told a blushing Anna that.

Chris leaned over and took Anna's nipple in her mouth, and sucked it like a short penis. I watched Chris switch from nipple to nipple, paying as much attention to the right one as the left one. Anna's pace was quickening. Feeling a hand above my cock, I opened my eyes to see, Chris's hand buried between Anna and I, rubbing Anna's clit, while mouthing her nipples.

Anna and I came together. Anna grunting, and jerking in orgasm, Chris smiling, while I spasmed my cum into Anna's gripping cunt. As Anna stood, I could see my cum in her abundant pussy hair, Chris saw it too, and picked some off with her finger and seductively licked it off her fingers. Anna smiled, dipped her finger into her pussy, pulling out a gob of cum, and licked it off.

"I haven't touched another woman since college" Chris blurted out. " I have never touched another woman" Anna countered. "But for some reason, it felt right.'

I hit the shower, and when I came out, my clothes were folded and lying on the bed. The women were sitting at the table, like nothing happened. Kissing them both on the forehead, I made my way home.

A couple of days later I received a private facebook message from Chris telling me that Anna had trimmed her pussy hair way back. "How do you know that" I replied.

;) was the only response I received.

Another true story from Ticarod. Let me know if you want to hear more of my experiences.