I guess something in scent of my pheromones set her off, because she smiled a sexy yearning and hungry smile as she handed me a towel from her gym bag...to wipe off with. She said she was on her way home from a work out herself. Her sexy female scent, still in the towel also sent me into a trance, stirring up male emotions, I could feel down in my jeans which made my straining zipper, start to show a bulge from my erection. Her full and sexy lips, formed a smile on her face, that told me she. When I was 16 she became a widow, my lust for her kept increasing and I used to masturbate thinking about fucking her in different positions …….. She had three sons who stayed with her and used to go to school. When I was 18 it was evident that she was physically not satisfied. At the other end I was a very horny teenager who needed sex to calm myself. She used to dry her clothes at terrace and I used to steal her panties bra’s and masturbate on it. I badly wanted to fuck her at any cost. She. .." "You want what dear?" She took her hand off my balls still stroking my cock with the other and removed the towel, her zaftig body pink and smelling of lilacs, her legs spread with a tuft of gray pussy hair and the fresh pink insides of her vulva wet and filling full of blood. "I want you." I could feel myself turning red from head to foot. "Good, because I want you as much as you want me, dear, a woman can feel so lonely and unwanted after her husband passes." My grandfather had been. With no warning and completely by surprise, I found my hand on his thigh. The feeling was incredible! It shot bolts of lust straight through me! My cock stood at full attention and began to leak a little. He asked me if I liked his hose to which I stammered ‘yes – they are so smooth and silky’. He said I could feel as much as I wanted and with that let my hand explore the rest of his silk encased leg, down to his feet and back up the other leg. I could see his cock also begin to leak and wet.