Twenty eight year old
Paul Galasso had himself an older woman, a forty year old, recently divorced
posh piece by the name of Antonia Tarling-Toley, who was not only ready willing
and able she also had a huge house that backed onto the The Forest Ridge Golf
Club in the village of Forest Dean situated equidistant between Shallowfield
and Childean.
So the ease of access
to the house was almost as easy as it was to her.
The only snag was that
what had begun for him as a bit of fun with a fit older woman, and for her some
good energetic sex with a toy boy, had despite the age difference turned into
something else, as they had fallen in love.
On the rare occasions
that they managed to get to spend the night together they always made the most
of it but sometimes they had to create opportunities and on other occasions it
took planning.
Such as the time they
met at the Clayton Manor Hotel on the night of her sisters 4th wedding.
Which began with him
gate crashing the wedding reception and ended with him knocking on the door of
Antonia’s door and when he was sure the coast was clear.
“Room service” he
called and the door opened
“Yes please” she
replied and pulled him into the room by his belt and the second the door closed
behind him she pinned him to the door and kissed him.
They were still in her
bed at 11 am the next morning and would have stayed there all day had she not
had to get back for the children.
“That was a masterly
piece of planning madam” he said and kissed her as they cuddled under the
duvet.
“Do you like all the
sneaking around?” She asked
“I like the prize I
get for all the sneaking around” he replied
“Do you find it
exciting?” Antonia asked
“I suppose so” he said
“What about you?”
“I do find it exciting
but it’s the anticipation of you that’s the most exciting” she replied
“Why do you ask?” he
said
“I need to know if
you’d still want me if we didn’t need to sneak” she said and then there was
slience
“Are you suggesting we
tell everyone?” He asked
“Yes” she said quietly
averting her eyes
“I want that more than
anything” he replied “I want everyone to know, I want to shout it from the roof
tops”
“Really?” she asked
with surprise “truly?”
“Don’t you?” he asked
and she started to cry
“Whats wrong?” he
asked
“I want that too” She
sobbed
A week later the 14
month long secret affair was no longer a secret as Paul and Antonia told their
friends and family, which didn’t go well as the news was not well received by
anyone.
Her friends, though
secretly jelous, told her she was behaving foolishly, her family universal
condemend her as ridiculous and her ex husband said she was an embarrassment.
A week later the 14
month long secret affair was no longer a secret as Paul and Antonia told their
friends and family, which didn’t go well as the news was not well received by
anyone.
Her friends, though
secretly jelous, told her she was behaving foolishly, her family universal
condemend her as ridiculous and her ex husband said she was an embarrassment.
Only her sister
Adrienne was at all understanding, but she was on her fourth husband and so her
judgement regarding relationships was iffy at best.
Paul faired little
better, his mates all congratulated him for scoring with a milf but told him in
no uncertain terms what a dick head he was for dating someone 12 years older
than him.
His Dad thought he was
a bit of a lad and his Mum thought he was digusting.
As a result of the
reaction they got, their social circle was severely reduced so they had to be
content with each others company, which was no hardship.
But Antonia’s children
however were delighted with the situation and took to Paul imediately and they
became an instant family.
As the months went by
and it became self evident that their relationship was not a passing fad they
were gradually accepted, albeit grudgingly, but it was almost a year before
they were able to have a weekend to themselves thanks to Antonia’s mum taking
the kids for the weekend.
But as luck would have
it he had to go into work on Saturday morning, much to their annoyance, but he
was expected to be home by two oclock at the latest.
It was a glorious day
and very hot, especially for midday but not as hot as he thought the love of
his life Antonia was.
He was more than an
hour earlier getting to the house, so he let himself in using his front door
key, which not for the first time made him smile.
He was glad he was
home early he was looking forward all morning to making love to her and along
with his feeling of horniness he felt immensely proud to be her boyfriend, and
wanted to be even more.
He stepped inside and
said hello but got no reply so he figured she must be outside in the garden so
he walked towards the open French doors.
Paul stood on the
threshold and looked out at the beautiful garden but it was not the manicured
lawn and well stocked beds that drew his eye.
He could see Antonia on
the patio lying face down on a sun lounger wearing a blue bikini.
She had her back tilted towards him and he was about to announce his presence
but as his eyes surveyed the glorious body of the woman he loved, the curve of
her hip, her waist and the sensual curve of her buttocks he also noticed her
right arm was beneath her body and she was murmuring as she lay on the lounger
and she was fingering herself.
However horny he may
have felt as he walked through the front door paled into insignificance
compared to how turned on as he was as he watched Antonia sweetly moaning as
she pleasured herself.
He backed quietly into
the lounge where he could still see Toni as he undressed and he was pulling on
his erection by the french doors as she let out a divine moan and her body
jerked.
He paused before
stepping onto the patio and he watched her panting and sighing on the lounger
before saying
“You started without
me then”
Antonia jumped and
looked over her shoulder.
“Oh my God you saw”
she exclaimed and hid her face
“Don’t hide darling”
he said “that was so sexy”
“Really?” she asked
unconvinced still hiding her face
“Really” he replied
“You don’t think I’m
dirty?” she asked
“No” he said firmly
“You don’t think that
I’m a slutty milf?” Antonia asked
“No, never” he replied
“Why would you even
ask that?” he asked and Antonia didn’t reply
“Has someone said
something?” he asked and she nodded
“Who was it?”
“It doesn’t matter who
it was” she replied quietly
“Well screw them
whoever it was” he said “because I’m in love with a beautiful woman who just
happens to be 12 years older than me and she is the sexiest woman I have ever
known, so they will just have to get used to it because I’m not going anywhere”
Antonia rolled onto
her side and looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.
“Hi beautiful” Paul
said and gave her a long sensual kiss
“Do you really think
I’m sexy?” she asked
“Very sexy”
“Show me?” Antonia said
and they kissed her again longer and more passionate this time and then he
untied the string on her bikini and slipped his hand beneath it and cupped her
breast.
“No not here” Antonia
said and pushed his hand away and put her breast away “someone will see”
“There’s no one here
to see us and I’ve locked the front door”
“Are you sure?” she
asked
“I’m sure” Paul said
and un-cupped her breast again
“I don’t want people
to think I’m a slutty milf” she said
“No one will see” he
reassured her as he toyed with her stiff nipple
“I’m positive”
He kissed her again
and his fingers toyed with her proud peak and that was apparently the only
foreplay she required as her fingers untied the strings of her bottoms and her
thighs parted.
Paul’s hand journeyed
down across her belly and through her thick lush bush toward the prize beyond
and the arrival of his fingers between her creamy lips was welcomed with a loud
dirty moan which was a familiar sound to him so he held her leg up by the knee
and entered her.
After they had
finished Antonia Rolled over onto her back, pink, flushed and panting.
“Do you feel sexy
yet?” he asked
“Hmmm” she murmured
“I was hoping you
would” he said
“What else are you
hoping for?” she asked coyly
“Well firstly I would
like to enjoy my wonderful lover once again” he said and kissed her belly
“I might be agreeable
to that” she said
“And then I would like
to become your second husband” he said and kissed her mouth.
“What?” she asked
“I would like you to
become Mrs Antonia Galasso”
“You want to marry
me?”
“Yes, very much” he
said “So what’s the answer?”
“Well” she said and
stood up and as she walked towards the French doors she discarded her bikini,
and as she stood on the threshold with her beautiful body on display
“I think we should go
upstairs and discuss our engagement” she said and ran inside giggling.
“I take it that’s yes
then” he called as he ran inside after her.
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