“If I’m not that good, is it really the companionship you’re after?”
Ann thought about it for awhile.
“Yes. I guess.”
“What if one day I’m unable to satisfy your sexual needs? Will you find someone else then? While still keeping me around as your companion?”
Ann laughed.
“You silly boy. Once menopause comes, I don’t think I’ll need a lot of sex. And if you’re with me when that happens, I know I’ll appreciate the companionship.”
“And what if I need or want sex? Can I go find others?”
Ann paused again.
“I didn’t think about that.”
She reached over and stroked my dick.
“Are you sure you still can get hard? You won’t be that young either.”
As usual, she was really good at putting me down.
“What if I can and I want sex? Are you going to let me use you?”
Ann sighed.
“We can use lube if I’m not wet.”
“I think we both won’t enjoy it.”
Suddenly she pulled me towards her for a long, wet kiss. I don’t know why but I felt my cock twitching again. I hoped she wouldn’t notice.
“Look. I really enjoy your company and appreciate your understanding behaviour towards me. I hope we can work something out eventually.”
And she spotted my hard cock.
“The sex is not the best I had, but it’s good enough.”
She pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me again. I didn’t resist.
“Sometimes it feels like you’re using me you know?”
She slid it in.
“I know. But you’re not stopping me.”
She was right. As much as I didn’t want to be used by her, part of me really enjoyed being with her, whether there was sex or not. Maybe I was under some spell, but I felt the overwhelming need to put her needs above mine, not caring if my own needs were taken care or not. Sexual needs were definitely being taken care of, but the emotional and mental needs was something that we really needed to work on.
I kept silent and let her ride me as much as she wanted, trying my best to maintain my erection. If this was what made her happy maybe it would bring me some form of happiness later on.
The thing that bothered me was her children. How would I fit into that picture?
Also, my upcoming potential unemployment was definitely another issue. I may not be able to support myself, or her, or her kids. But it was likely she wouldn’t need my financial support. Probably just a hard dick to ride her stress and frustration away. Perhaps she could even provide for me, but what kind of a man would I be if I accepted that?
My thoughts were interrupted by what I assumed were multiple orgasms being enjoyed by Ann. Surprisingly I managed to stay hard and was still hard enough to fuck her from below when she collapsed onto me.
“You can use me too you know.”
I just continued my slow upward strokes. It was unlikely that I was going to cum again. Right now all I wanted to do was to have a good night’s sleep, even if my dick was still inside her.
Eventually we both fell asleep mid-sex. My flaccid penis slipping out.
Sneaking her out in the morning and washing the sheets was going to be a challenge I was not looking forward to.
“If I’m not that good, is it really the companionship you’re after?”
Ann thought about it for awhile.
“Yes. I guess.”
“What if one day I’m unable to satisfy your sexual needs? Will you find someone else then? While still keeping me around as your companion?”
Ann laughed.
“You silly boy. Once menopause comes, I don’t think I’ll need a lot of sex. And if you’re with me when that happens, I know I’ll appreciate the companionship.”
“And what if I need or want sex? Can I go find others?”
Ann paused again.
“I didn’t think about that.”
She reached over and stroked my dick.
“Are you sure you still can get hard? You won’t be that young either.”
As usual, she was really good at putting me down.
“What if I can and I want sex? Are you going to let me use you?”
Ann sighed.
“We can use lube if I’m not wet.”
“I think we both won’t enjoy it.”
Suddenly she pulled me towards her for a long, wet kiss. I don’t know why but I felt my cock twitching again. I hoped she wouldn’t notice.
“Look. I really enjoy your company and appreciate your understanding behaviour towards me. I hope we can work something out eventually.”
And she spotted my hard cock.
“The sex is not the best I had, but it’s good enough.”
She pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me again. I didn’t resist.
“Sometimes it feels like you’re using me you know?”
She slid it in.
“I know. But you’re not stopping me.”
She was right. As much as I didn’t want to be used by her, part of me really enjoyed being with her, whether there was sex or not. Maybe I was under some spell, but I felt the overwhelming need to put her needs above mine, not caring if my own needs were taken care or not. Sexual needs were definitely being taken care of, but the emotional and mental needs was something that we really needed to work on.
I kept silent and let her ride me as much as she wanted, trying my best to maintain my erection. If this was what made her happy maybe it would bring me some form of happiness later on.
The thing that bothered me was her children. How would I fit into that picture?
Also, my upcoming potential unemployment was definitely another issue. I may not be able to support myself, or her, or her kids. But it was likely she wouldn’t need my financial support. Probably just a hard dick to ride her stress and frustration away. Perhaps she could even provide for me, but what kind of a man would I be if I accepted that?
My thoughts were interrupted by what I assumed were multiple orgasms being enjoyed by Ann. Surprisingly I managed to stay hard and was still hard enough to fuck her from below when she collapsed onto me.
“You can use me too you know.”
I just continued my slow upward strokes. It was unlikely that I was going to cum again. Right now all I wanted to do was to have a good night’s sleep, even if my dick was still inside her.
Eventually we both fell asleep mid-sex. My flaccid penis slipping out.
Sneaking her out in the morning and washing the sheets was going to be a challenge I was not looking forward to.
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Mark is such a faithful lover by remaining single all these years, cheers!
Mark isn’t single by choice, but by circumstances.
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Originally Posted by
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Mark is such a faithful lover by remaining single all these years, cheers!
Mark isn’t single by choice, but by circumstances.
We were woken by knocking on my bedroom door.
My parents were awake and wanted to know if I wanted to join them for breakfast.
Ann took this opportunity to attack my cock, trying to make uncomfortable as I was talking to my parents through the door.
I grabbed her head and held it down, knowing that I was not big or long enough to choke her. I wanted to teach her a lesson.
Once my parents were satisfied that I was not going to join them for breakfast, they left. I could hear the door open and the gate being locked. I released Ann.
“Haven’t you had enough?”
She shook her head.
“You’re never enough.”
“I thought you said I wasn’t that good at sex.”
“You’re not. But do you see any other cocks here?”
She climbed on top of me again.
“Seriously?”
She ignored me and slid it in. I was amazed that at her age, she could get so wet so easily. I didn’t even have to do much. She could get wet just sucking my average cock. I assume she would leave me once she found a good cock that could provide her the same companionship.
“You have to go once you’re done. I need to wash the bedsheets.”
She nodded while grinding me furiously. I expected one day my dick would break.
Once she was done, I wondered if I should get her to shower first. I didn’t know what time my parents would be back.
“Do you want to shower before you go?”
“Are we going to shower together?”
“Er..”
“Pack the bedsheets. We’ll go to a laundromat. Then we’ll have brunch. Ok?”
That actually sounded like a good idea.
I carefully opened the door and took a look around, in case my parents had somehow come home without me realising. It seemed like they were still out. I grabbed another towel for Ann and took her by the hand and we sneaked naked to the common bathroom.
I turned on the shower and she jumped. I think she wasn’t used to cold showers. I could see her shivering and her nipples were getting erect.
“Don’t you have a water heater?”
“I do. I didn’t turn it on. Takes forever for the tank to heat up.”
She glared at me and squeezed herself to the side of the shower stall, trying to escape from the cold water.
I ignored her and grabbed my adidas shower gel, and squeezed a liberal amount.
“Come here if you want me to soap you.”
“No! Off the water!”
I turned it off. Perhaps she was an advocate of water conservation.
She took the shower gel from me and squeezed nearly the entire balance of the bottle on her front. Then like some scene in JAV, she pressed herself against me, rubbing her breasts onto my body, trying to turn the gel soapy.
It was not working the way she intended. The gel needed some water to turn soapy. But it was quite arousing and I felt my cock stirring again.
I started soaping her back, or rather, gelling it, as she rubbed herself up and down. Each time my hard cock brushed against her pussy, I could feel her shudder abit.
I decided I wanted to punish her a little. I wrapped one arm around her tightly and pulled her close towards me to kiss her. With my other hand, I turned on the cold shower at full. She screamed into my mouth but I refused to let her go. I could feel her breathing getting heavier and she was shivering.
I kissed her again.
“Cold….”
I turned off the water.
“Shh… I’m trying to warm you up…”
I rubbed the soap all over her body.
It was my turn to try to be JAV star. But I was taller and had to bend awkwardly to rub my soapy body against hers. It was amazing that neither of us had slipped and fell due to the soapy wet floor.
I turned her around and grabbed her hips, pulling her towards me. From behind, I rubbed my dickhead against her pussy.
“Put it in please…”
I ignored her and continued rubbing, reaching around to play with her nipples as well.
“Don’t torture me… I want it inside… please…”
I continued teasing her. And then I turned on the cold shower again.
She let out another shriek and spun around, dropping to her knees. She grabbed the base of my shaft with one hand and my balls with the other.
“I’m going to kill you.”
She immediately deepthroated my cock in one move and squeezed my balls, hard.
Somehow, the pain was not what I expected and I let her do it, holding her head, then fucking her mouth.
I hope my parents wouldn’t suddenly come home.
I pulled Ann up to me. She grabbed my cock and rubbed it at the entrance of her pussy. I held her hand.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“My parents will be home soon.”
I spun her around a few times, rubbing the soap off her body and mine.
I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel for her, drying her. I marvelled at her body. How many hours did she have to spend in the gym to get this toned? Her shoulders, her arms, her slender waist, her abs that were so taut, her thighs and calves. How was this even possible? Perhaps the only slight imperfection was her breasts that were starting to sag a little. But age and breastfeeding three kids would probably do that to anyone.
With a body like that, and the bank balance she used to have, she could obviously have anyone she wanted. Somehow right now she was with me.
I dried myself and we sneaked back to my room to get dressed. I removed the sheets and folder them neatly before stuffing them into my bag.
“Do all army guys use this?”
She was referring to the pixelised camouflage backpack.
“Well it’s free. And it’s functional.”
“People will think I’m bringing my army boy brother out.”
We both shared a quick laugh. She was pretty far from the truth. I looked the same age, or older than her.
We grabbed all our things and headed out of the house. Luckily my parents were still out.
She held my hand and we walked to the multistorey car park. It felt weird. She rarely held my hand when we went out before.
We took the lift and went up to the second last floor of the car park. She looked around.
“I must be getting old. I can’t remember where I parked.”
I looked around the car park for cars she used to drive. None seemed familiar. She played with the car key, trying to activate the alarm. We heard it the floor below.
“Oh.”
We walked down.
“I see you’ve changed cars.”
“Oh. It’s still not mine. By right.”
“What happened to the car dealership?”
“It’s still there. It was willed to me when he died. But I didn’t want to run it.”
“Ah.”
“The kids don’t want it either.”
“So who’s running it?”
“Oh. I just let the existing manager run it. I’m only the director in name. And of course, I get to drive any of the cars whenever I want.”
“I see. You hiring?”
We got into the car. It was a white BMW Z4 this time. I had some difficulty getting into it.
“Aren’t you still in the army?”
“I’m actually leaving in a month. Somehow lost the passion and drive.”
She started the engine. It roared to life. She turned to look at me, placing her hand on my thigh.
“You want to drive?”
I thought about it for awhile.
“Sure. Why not?”
We swapped places.
“The weather looks good. Put the top down.”
I looked around for the button but didn’t know where it was.
She laughed and pushed it, the automatic roof retracted into the back.
“So where shall we go?”
“Where’s the nearest laundromat with food nearby?”
“I don’t know. I usually wash things at home.”
She thought about it for awhile.
“How about we head to Parkway? I’m pretty sure there’s still a laundromat next to Challenger.”
“Ok.”
“You know how to get there?”
“Yeah. I’ll just go straight down the highway.”
“Let’s go then.”
I pulled Ann up to me. She grabbed my cock and rubbed it at the entrance of her pussy. I held her hand.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“My parents will be home soon.”
I spun her around a few times, rubbing the soap off her body and mine.
I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel for her, drying her. I marvelled at her body. How many hours did she have to spend in the gym to get this toned? Her shoulders, her arms, her slender waist, her abs that were so taut, her thighs and calves. How was this even possible? Perhaps the only slight imperfection was her breasts that were starting to sag a little. But age and breastfeeding three kids would probably do that to anyone.
With a body like that, and the bank balance she used to have, she could obviously have anyone she wanted. Somehow right now she was with me.
I dried myself and we sneaked back to my room to get dressed. I removed the sheets and folder them neatly before stuffing them into my bag.
“Do all army guys use this?”
She was referring to the pixelised camouflage backpack.
“Well it’s free. And it’s functional.”
“People will think I’m bringing my army boy brother out.”
We both shared a quick laugh. She was pretty far from the truth. I looked the same age, or older than her.
We grabbed all our things and headed out of the house. Luckily my parents were still out.
She held my hand and we walked to the multistorey car park. It felt weird. She rarely held my hand when we went out before.
We took the lift and went up to the second last floor of the car park. She looked around.
“I must be getting old. I can’t remember where I parked.”
I looked around the car park for cars she used to drive. None seemed familiar. She played with the car key, trying to activate the alarm. We heard it the floor below.
“Oh.”
We walked down.
“I see you’ve changed cars.”
“Oh. It’s still not mine. By right.”
“What happened to the car dealership?”
“It’s still there. It was willed to me when he died. But I didn’t want to run it.”
“Ah.”
“The kids don’t want it either.”
“So who’s running it?”
“Oh. I just let the existing manager run it. I’m only the director in name. And of course, I get to drive any of the cars whenever I want.”
“I see. You hiring?”
We got into the car. It was a white BMW Z4 this time. I had some difficulty getting into it.
“Aren’t you still in the army?”
“I’m actually leaving in a month. Somehow lost the passion and drive.”
She started the engine. It roared to life. She turned to look at me, placing her hand on my thigh.
“You want to drive?”
I thought about it for awhile.
“Sure. Why not?”
We swapped places.
“The weather looks good. Put the top down.”
I looked around for the button but didn’t know where it was.
She laughed and pushed it, the automatic roof retracted into the back.
“So where shall we go?”
“Where’s the nearest laundromat with food nearby?”
“I don’t know. I usually wash things at home.”
She thought about it for awhile.
“How about we head to Parkway? I’m pretty sure there’s still a laundromat next to Challenger.”
“Ok.”
“You know how to get there?”
“Yeah. I’ll just go straight down the highway.”
“Let’s go then.”
Driving down the highway towards Parkway in a BMW Z4 was something I wouldn’t say I dreamed of. While I did want a car, owning one never made financial sense.
Ann seemed content with her shades on, feeling the wind in her hair as I cruised down at leisurely speed of 80km/h.
“You know the car can go faster right?”
“Yeah. But I want to enjoy this.”
We reached Parkway soon after and parked somewhere near the mall entrance from the car park.
Ann was right, there was a laundromat there and I dumped my sheets in.
I didn’t normally frequent this particular mall, usually just going to places near my camp. I was rather lazy to travel around.
She dragged me into the Challenger. I kind of expected her to head straight for the Apple section, but instead, she went to the laptops.
“Hey, you’re leaving the army right? Do you need a laptop?”
I stared at her.
“What for?”
“I don’t know. Work? Study? Webcam sex with me?”
I looked around. She said that a little too loudly and I wondered if anyone else had heard..
“No. I’m good. Please don’t buy me anything.”
“Why not?”
“It makes me feel like your toy boy.”
“And what’s wrong with that?”
I had no response.
She started looking at the Asus models on display. I practically dragged her out of the store.
“Why do you feel the need to buy things for me?”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you trying to compensate me for something?”
She laughed.
“I don’t think so? The sex isn’t that good. Not worth paying for. Maybe I’m compensating you for spending time with me?”
I frowned.
“You don’t need to pay me for that.”
“But I did last time. And you didn’t reject.”
“That’s because you sneakily left money behind.”
She smiled.
“And you didn’t return it.”
“I can return it if you want.”
“I don’t. I want you to spend it on things that you want.”
“So, could you stop giving me money or things?”
“What do you want then?”
I thought about it for awhile. I really had no answer for her. Did I want a relationship with her knowing the age difference and her family situation? Did I want to end it and get closure so I can move on with my life somehow?
“Right now I want to get some food. I’m very hungry.”
She laughed.
“Ok. What do you want to eat?”
“I don’t know. Never been here for a long time.”
“How about KFC? There’s one downstairs.”
“Ok. We can come back and get the sheets later.”
Driving down the highway towards Parkway in a BMW Z4 was something I wouldn’t say I dreamed of. While I did want a car, owning one never made financial sense.
Ann seemed content with her shades on, feeling the wind in her hair as I cruised down at leisurely speed of 80km/h.
“You know the car can go faster right?”
“Yeah. But I want to enjoy this.”
We reached Parkway soon after and parked somewhere near the mall entrance from the car park.
Ann was right, there was a laundromat there and I dumped my sheets in.
I didn’t normally frequent this particular mall, usually just going to places near my camp. I was rather lazy to travel around.
She dragged me into the Challenger. I kind of expected her to head straight for the Apple section, but instead, she went to the laptops.
“Hey, you’re leaving the army right? Do you need a laptop?”
I stared at her.
“What for?”
“I don’t know. Work? Study? Webcam sex with me?”
I looked around. She said that a little too loudly and I wondered if anyone else had heard..
“No. I’m good. Please don’t buy me anything.”
“Why not?”
“It makes me feel like your toy boy.”
“And what’s wrong with that?”
I had no response.
She started looking at the Asus models on display. I practically dragged her out of the store.
“Why do you feel the need to buy things for me?”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you trying to compensate me for something?”
She laughed.
“I don’t think so? The sex isn’t that good. Not worth paying for. Maybe I’m compensating you for spending time with me?”
I frowned.
“You don’t need to pay me for that.”
“But I did last time. And you didn’t reject.”
“That’s because you sneakily left money behind.”
She smiled.
“And you didn’t return it.”
“I can return it if you want.”
“I don’t. I want you to spend it on things that you want.”
“So, could you stop giving me money or things?”
“What do you want then?”
I thought about it for awhile. I really had no answer for her. Did I want a relationship with her knowing the age difference and her family situation? Did I want to end it and get closure so I can move on with my life somehow?
“Right now I want to get some food. I’m very hungry.”
She laughed.
“Ok. What do you want to eat?”
“I don’t know. Never been here for a long time.”
“How about KFC? There’s one downstairs.”
“Ok. We can come back and get the sheets later.”
After breakfast we went back to the laundromat to take my bedsheets and put them in the dryer.
While we were waiting, we walked around the mall, going to Harvey Norman, Best Denki etc. All the electronic places. Ann still seemed interested in getting me a laptop but I declined. Then she started asking for opinions on large TVs. I hoped she was not intending to buy them for me. I would really rather receive a free car from her. Since she had so many to use. But jokes aside, I didn’t know what kind of relationship this was going to be. Or if I could swallow my pride and be her “kept” man if that was what she wanted.
Once the sheets were done I packed them and headed towards the car park.
“Are we leaving now?”
“Yes?”
“Don’t you want to spend the day with me?”
“I’m confused right now.”
“Why?”
We got into the car. I put the roof down again.
“What am I to you? Or what do you want me to be?”
She hesitated for awhile.
“I’m widowed. We can see each other officially.”
“What about the age difference? Or your kids?”
“Oh please, you look older than me anyway. I don’t think my kids will mind me being with someone now. They’re mostly grown up. But if I catch you fucking my daughters…”
“Er.”
She laughed.
“I’m kidding.”
“Right.”
“But if you ever fuck them… I’ll cut it off.”
“Can we be serious here?”
“Ok.”
“Are you sure you want to be with me?”
“I do have some feelings for you. Obviously I don’t find sex that important, otherwise I’ll be finding someone with let’s say, a bigger dick, lasts longer, fucks me for hours?”
“Funny.”
“If I wanted a toy boy I can easily get one. But right now, I think I want you to be with me.”
“And what am I supposed to do?”
“Oh I don’t know. Spend time with me? Talk to me? Go out with me? Honestly I wouldn’t mind if you moved in with me. Makes everything a lot easier.”
“I’m going to be jobless soon. You don’t want me to depend on you for money right?”
“I have no problems financially, and you being in my life isn’t going to change much. But I’m sure you will want to stand on your own two feet. You got a spine right?”
“Yeah. But I haven’t actually found a job yet. Or know what I want to do.”
“We can have a chat back at my place if you want.”
We drove down the highway and back to her place. I parked at the side of the road again and we walked towards her place. I don’t know why I was following her. It was the first time I saw her actual house in the day.
It was huge.
A three-storey corner terrace. The driveway itself was probably my room x4.
There were two other cars in the driveway, a Kia Cerato and a Suzuki Swift. I guess they belonged to her children.
But the cars being there probably indicated that they were home. Did I really want to meet her family right now? When I didn’t know what I was to her?
I just stood at the gate wondering if I should take the next step or not.
“You coming in?”