When we got to my room, we quickly moved inside and gently kissed, before we heard a knock at the door, room service with the bottle of champagne, whi...h he placed on the side table with two glasses before leaving. Whilst the situation called for uncontrolled passion, neither of us were teenagers, we didn’t need to rush, we didn’t need to fumble, we could take our time, we had all night. I poured us each a glass of champagne which we toasted the event yet to occur and gently sipped the bubbles.. She felt every minute of her thirty four years, an aged hag consigned to the scrap heap. She dumped her few possessions on the table and slumped in a chair. She had never felt so all alone; somehow, during their time together, Rob had scared off all her old friends and now that they had split she had no one. Would she ever, could she ever rebuild her life?The days passed, each one fading into the next in a dull grey haze until, when the weekend rolled around, Helen found herself at the kitchen. As she did this i reached over and lifted her skirt up over her ass cheeks, and pulled her panties down to her knees. My fingers ran down over her back and down the crack of her ass, unitl i felt the wetness of her pussy, still gaping from having just had my cock inside it, leaning to one side slightly i began to finger her wet slit, first off i slipped one finger inside then two and slowly i began to thrust them in and out of her, as her pussy pushed back onto my fingers i decided to use her. "No please, look, I've said sorry, can we leave it at that?" No, you've seen me cum, now it's my turn, do you know I've fantasized about you, I've looked across here on a night, knowing your alone, imagining you frigging your wet pussy, I've sometimes watched you getting a shower through the frosted glass of your bathroom window, only being able to see your silhouette but imagining your lathering the soap purposefully into you hot, wet mound." Please Danni, no!" but I could feel my pussy.