Fucked my Black elderly co-worker 4 times in one night [mf]

It is not that I am young —past 40. It is just that she is old— past 60– and, at 64, qualified for Social Security. We had worked together for years and I considered us friends. Before our employer did not require us to go into the office ,we went out for lunch and, a few times, we went out for drinks, but in a group. I had always been attracted to her, but she had been married and had a bunch of kids, plus she was old.

Sometimes when when we both got on Zoom, we chatted. Her husband had died recently and her kids were back living with her. She had lost weight and looked amazing. Dark skinned, 5’5”, thick lips, dreads, brilliant eyes, clear skin, but, and I know it sounds primal, it was her ass that made me linger by her cubicle. Round, large, and unlike any other woman’s ass at our company, or, being honest, anywhere else. Her ass was, by itself, seductive. True, and at 64!

Before one of our meetings, I mentioned that I was moving out to suburbs. “That is the other way”, she responded. She proceeded to tell me where she lived. I honestly did not know. “That is about a half an hour now, but will be an hour and half when you move. You should come out for dinner before you go”

“Absolutely.”

I did not act on it right away. Most times when colleagues invite me out, I try to come out with ways to to not commit and usually they invite me because of politeness or a lull in the conversation. Then after seeing her on zoom a few more times, I emailed her to see if the offer still stood. She emailed me back with an address and a date.

I honestly did not think it was going to be sexual. Hell, I brought some books as a gift for her kids, who are my age. For her, I brought some wine. When I knocked, she answered in jeans, black sweater, casual, except for her red lipstick. Now it was sexual. I wanted to fuck her right there in the doorway.

We hugged and we sat in the living room. It was a typical suburban Colonial. She got a wine opener, popped open the bottle that I brought, and we each had a glass. It was amazing to see her. She was so calm (why can’t all women be calm?) and talked about how difficult the year had been, but she was now in a better place. She punctuated her stories with slight touches of my knee, arm, and face. I did the same. I was aware that no matter how badly that I wanted reach before that this was first time I had actually touched her in intentional way. I was on fire and, honestly, thought it would end there. We finished the wine.

“Let me show the house.”

She showed me the house the way a realtor would, which it turns out she did before— in the 80’s. On the second floor, when she showed me the bathroom she caught me staring at her ass when I was using the mirror trying to hide my desire. She laughed. We talked easily. Walking down the hallway she pointed to the doors of the bedroom and slowed. Sensing that she matched my desire, I put my hand on the small of her back and slid down my hand into her jeans. She stopped and then we kissed.

I hate fucking without a condom. I really do, but she was not going to get pregnant, I knew her, and we both wanted it right now. As far as fucking a 64 year old, not as strange or difficult as you would think. We did it right there standing up. I kinda held her up, she is physically fit, our clothes came off or enough of them did, and we fucked. That was fuck number 1.

We picked up our clothes and went into her bedroom. There were pictures of her deceased husband, which was a bit uncomfortable. We took off all our clothes, lied in bed, and talked. She asked how long I was attracted to her, things we learned from the pandemic (she learned that she loved sex), made fun of co-workers, and talked about how hungry we were. The time talking allowed me to take in her body, which is amazing. Sure, she was not a young women, but her skin and curves held their attractiveness. I licked her when she talked. The whole time we were in bed, I stroked and rubbed her ass drawing her closer. “Don’t be shy. You can lick my ass”.

I am not an ass-licker. I prefer not to lick pussy either, but I licked her ass. I started on the edges preferring to stay there. I was unable to stop. There was no restraint, her face was buried in her pillow and I, putting aside every rule I had and all thoughts of what was there before, was gorging myself on this 64 year old Black woman’s ass and I was loving it. After ten minutes of bliss, she whispered for me to fuck her and I did. That was fuck number 2.

I thought I was going to eat, swap stories, and leave. Sex was not on the table. That meant I was hungry. We both were. She left to finish preparing dinner. I laid down for 15 minutes, put on my clothes, and joined her. She was in the kitchen. It was an open floor layout and so I sat in the living room. I pointed to the exercise bike. ”I ride it 30 minutes a day” . I laughed and told her it works. “Try it” and see if you can beat my record.”

I got on. It was easy enough, but I decided to get off. “Can’t beat the record”
“I can, but I do not want to get too sweaty before eating.
“Just try it”

I took off my shirt and got back on. Ten, fifteen minutes and I was dripping sweat. Surprisingly because I consider myself a good athlete, I was not close to record and wonder if it was her son that set it. She walked over to me after I just went by 20 minutes. “See if you can get to 30 minutes” She proceeded to take off all her clothes and sat down on the couch. I did not make it to 30 minutes. I wondered what her children thought when they spotted red pubic hair everywhere. It took a lot of work, she mostly did it, because I was exhausted. That was fuck number 3.

We ate. She cooked lasagna and it was good, sausage instead of meat sauce. Her ease, almost as much as her body, was attractive. Her movements were fluid, not wasted. She was the same with her words, never awkward. “Do you want to stay over”

“Sure.”

We watched a movie and then went to sleep. Awake around five, her ass buried against my dick, I noticed she was awake and rubbed her titty. She smiled and turned around. We kissed and then kissed again for five minutes. Eventually my dick got hard and she went down and sucked on it. When I was about ready to orgasm, she, while rubbing my chest, ordered (is there another word?) me to finish in her. I pounded her. That was fuck number 4.

Around seven the sun came up. “You better get going”. I did.

Monday she was on the zoom call looking as amazing as ever.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tiojxd/fucked_my_black_elderly_coworker_4_times_in_one