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23/11/2013
Rose, OMG, ROSE!
I met Rose one day, I had been shopping, and as I was driving through a neighborhood, I saw a young man, mowing the grass. I turned around, and parked, watching him. I then pulled up in front of the house, and got out of my car, and as he came by, I motioned to him, and he stopped the mower, so I could talk to him. I told him that I would very much like him to mow my grass. ( I know, I know, but I really was talking about the grass in my yard. not really)
He told me that he didn't mow grass for a living, so I was trying to convince him that I would be very appreciative, if he would come mow my grass. ( I know!) At about this time, a rather elderly lady came out of the house, and started out to where we were talking. As she came up to us, I sad, Hi!, I'm trying to get him to mow my grass. She smiled, and said Oh!, I see. I said, Yes, I have lost the young man that used to mow my grass, because he has left for collage. She turned to look at the young man, Timmy, don't you think you would like to make some extra money? He replied, gee, Grandma, I don't have any equipment to take care of a yard.
I said, I have all the equipment you would need. All I need is someone to use it. He said, I don't know, what if I broke something?
Make a long story short. Grandma ask me if I had time for coffee?. I replied 'sure' She introduced herself to me as Rose Henderson. As we sat with our coffee, we just seamed to hit it off. Rose, told me, she had lived in this same house for 70 years. (Rose is now 92) She has seen every neighbor leave, and new ones come. As we talked, she said that she would talk to Timmy, about mowing my grass. She told me that Timmy had just turned 18, and would be graduating next year. I assured her that 'if' something broke, I would not hold him responsible.
We agreed to have coffee the next day, and said goodbye.
As I was driving home, and then the rest of the day, I did a lot of thinking. I really liked Rose, and began to feel a little guilty, because I 'knew' my intentions were somewhat devious.
The next morning as I was preparing to go to Rose's for coffee, I decided that the only honorable thing to do, was to just level with rose.
As we drank our coffee, and talked, I said, Rose! I need to tell you something. She just looked at me, with that inquiring look. I said, Rose, I haven't been completely honest with you. The reason, I wanted your grandson to come to my house, is that I was hoping to get him in bed. She just looked at me for I'm sure it was a minute, then she said, you know, I've thought about that too, but I wasn't sure about how he would feel, fucking his own grandmother. I then ask, then you aren't upset with me? She kind of smiled, and said, probably be the best thing to ever happen to him.
I was jubilant, and said, Rose, I promise, if you will help me get him to my house, I will find out how he would feel about fucking his grandmother. She had a big grin, and ask how could she help.
Several days, and several coffees, we had a plan.
As the weeks went by, Rose and I began to get very close. She began to tell me all about the neighborhood. With a glint in her eyes, and a little smile, she said she knew just about everything that went on in the neighborhood. I ask, what are you referring to? She replied that she knew about the affair tanner's wife was having with Richard Wilson, and the affair Wilson was having with Rick Stone's wife. And on, and on we went. Yes, I was soaking it up.
It seams that Rose is one of those people you just feel like telling your secrets too. ( I know, because I was feeling the same way) Rose assured me that she has never ratted on anyone, even though sometimes she wanted to, she had not. As she learned more, and more about the goings on, she even had some men telling her about their affairs.
She told me that one day, Jason Tanner told her that he was aware of his wife's affair with Wilson, but that if that was what it took to make her happy, he was all for it. She ask him, doesn't it bother you? He replied, not really, I got over that a long time ago. I ask her if he told her how he found out, and she answered that as a mater of fact, he did tell her, and so much more. I said, Rose, I would really love to know the 'whole' story. Rose drank some coffee, and, I could tell that she was deep in thought. Then looking me right in the eye, she said, OK, I'll tell you, but please don't ever tell anyone else. I agreed, cross my heart, and hope to die. (crossing my heart)
Rose took a deep breath, and said, It took Jason several weeks before he told me the complete story, but I'll try to tell you everything I know.
One Sunday, Jason, and I were having coffee, when he told me in a sort of a mater of fact way, that he knew about his wife, and Joe Wilson. I looked at him, and ask, how do you know for sure? He said, oh, I know for sure! I ask, how? He leaned back in his chair, took a sip of coffee, then said, OK, Rose, I'll tell you how I know for sure.
Lets see, I think it was about six months ago, Something I just never did, was come home early. At just past noon, there was a fire in the cafeteria, nothing too serious, but there was smoke in most of the building, so they told all of us we could go home while the clean up crew did their thing.
As I approached my house, I saw a car in the driveway. I just figured it was one of Cindy's friends, but the way the car was parked, I couldn't get into the driveway, so I parked in front. I opened the front door, and as soon as I opened the door, I heard them. I closed the door, and made my way back to the master bedroom, and the bedroom door was wide open. I stood in the doorway and watched them, as they were fucking like mad people. They were going at it like crazy people. I was stunned, to say the least. After several minutes, I took out my phone, and started taking pictures, because I wanted the proof. I think I took a dozen pictures, and they showed no indication they were in any way near finishing, so I decided to just back out, and leave them to their party.
I drove around a while, then went to the park, and sat on a bench, and just thought. I thought about a lot of things. Yes, I was hurt, knew I had been cheated on, got mad, got over being mad, got over feeling sorry for myself, decided to just play it cool. I wouldn't let her know that I knew, and just wait for the right time to drop it on her. I had to smile to myself, because I knew that now I was in control. When the time was right I would drop the bomb.
I arrived home at the usual time, and as soon as I entered the house, Cindy, threw her arms around me, and said, I'm so glad you're home. I have been so horny all day, as she started removing my tie, and I want you to come make love to me! We undressed me together, and she jumped on the bed, and spread her legs. (This is not the way we normally did it. It usually took a lot of foreplay to get her ready) As I got on the bed, she said, hurry, I need you, and reached down and grabbed my dick, and pulled it into her pussy. Her pussy was soppy, and I went all the way to the bottom. I must have thrust 15, or 20 times, when she said, Oh, honey, I'm Cumming. I thought yeah, sure you are. But then I felt her pussy squeezing my dick, so I knew she really was Cumming, and I yelled I'm Cumming, and boy, did I ever.
Every day, Cindy would drag me back to the bedroom, and fuck my brains out. I decided that if having an affair, was all it took, I wasn't going to say anything, and just enjoy her guilt. And that's pretty much it. I'm sure she doesn't have the slightest suspicion I know.
Rose, and I continued to have coffee two, to three times a week. I think Rose really needed someone to talk to, and I loved filling that need.
Then, one day Rose really blew me away. She ask, do you know that Cindy Tanner has told me about her affair? I ask, are you serious? She just nodded her head. I said, Rose please tell me everything you know.
Cindy, and I have been having coffee for a long time. One day, as we were casually discussing marriage in general, I said, I understand that a lot of times having sex outside of marriage can actually make the marriage stronger. I could tell she was really into deep thinking. Then I told her that it seamed like my husband, and I were drifting apart, and I had taken a lover. I am quite sure he never knew. She looked at me and ask, how long did you have your lover? I replied 10 years. Her eyes got wide, and she ask, are you serious?
I replied, yes, he was a very serious lover! She laughed, and said, he must have been to last 10 years. I then ask her, have you ever thought about taking a lover? She just sat, then said, Yes, I have thought about it. I ask, is there anyone in particular you have thought about? She looked at me as if she was trying to figure out if I knew anything.
I said, I was just wondering. I know, I think about a lot of men I would like to get into bed with. She looked at me, very wide eyed, and said, you're kidding, at your age. I replied, hey, don't count me down, and out. I still have the urge! She replied, Rose, I can't believe you still think about it!
About a week later Cindy, said Rose, I want to share something with you. I said I'm listening. Then she said, I don't know really how to tell you this. I said, why don't you start at the beginning?
One day, I was at my doctor's for just a routine check up, and as I was leaving, I found myself in an elevator with a very nice looking young man. As the elevator came down, and people got off, I wound up alone with him standing on my right. I have no idea why I did it, because I have never, ever, done anything like that in my life, but I reached over with my right hand, and felt his coach. He flinched slightly, but otherwise he just stood still. His dick was hanging down his left leg, and as I felt it, it began to respond, so I just kept feeling it. The elevator stopped, and I glanced up at the floor number, only to find that we were already down to the garage. I stepped out of the elevator, and turned to look at him. He then stepped out, and followed me to my car. I unlocked the doors, and opened the back door, and got into the back seat.
I immediately took off my panties, and spreads my legs. He stood there looking at me, then he got into the car, and closed the door. He pushed his pants, and underwear down past his knees, and got between my legs. I reached down, and taking hold of his dick, I guided it into my pussy. I was so wet, he went all the way to the bottom. He then began thrusting, and very soon was thrusting with a vengeance. I just vaguely heard his flanks slapping my butt, then I cum. Rose, I cum so hard I saw stars. I had never cum that hard before. As I was coming back to this world I realized that he was still thrusting, and I was beginning to respond. I started thrusting up to meet his every thrust, and in a minute or so, he began to speed up his thrusts, and then drove his dick to the bottom, and began to fill my pussy with his semen. I cum again. hard!
As we lay trying to get our breath, with his dick still all the way in me, as soon as I could speak, I said, I am married, and I know you are married too, but we just can not let this end here. (that was the first time either of us had spoken) he just said, I know.
Rose, every sense then we get together about once a week, and make wild passionate love.
Looking me in the eye. she said, I sure hope you don't think less of me, now that you know. I replied, of course not. What kind of plans do you have? She answered, I don't have any plans past our next meeting. I can't say that I don't love him, because I do love him, just not the way I love my husband. I think that what I really love is the wild, take no prisoners kind of sex we have. It leaves me completely physically, and emotionally exhausted, but still wanting more.
I ask her, does your husband know? (I already knew that he did) She replied, oh, heavens no. He doesn't have any suspicions, and I hope he never finds out. I ask, what if he does? She thought for quite a while, then said, I really don't know. I love my husband dearly, and it would kill me to lose him.
I ask her, how would you feel if your husband was to fuck another woman? (tell the truth, I was thinking about me, but then I doubt he would even be interested in an old woman like me) She was very thoughtful for a while, then said, I'm sure I wouldn't be too happy about it, but then, turn about is fair play.
I ask Jason one day, if under the circumstances he had thought about maybe having an affair. He replied, that he really had no desire to have an affair. I ask him, wouldn't you like to find out what being with another woman would be like? He replied, no, I really have no desire to experience another woman. The way Cindy makes love to me is all I want, or need. She keeps me so completely satisfied, I don't even jerk off anymore.
I still have coffee with Jason, and Cindy, and as far as I know, their situation hasn't changed to this day.
Still to come. More stories from Rose.
Martha Baker
I met Rose one day, I had been shopping, and as I was driving through a neighborhood, I saw a young man, mowing the grass. I turned around, and parked, watching him. I then pulled up in front of the house, and got out of my car, and as he came by, I motioned to him, and he stopped the mower, so I could talk to him. I told him that I would very much like him to mow my grass. ( I know, I know, but I really was talking about the grass in my yard. not really)
He told me that he didn't mow grass for a living, so I was trying to convince him that I would be very appreciative, if he would come mow my grass. ( I know!) At about this time, a rather elderly lady came out of the house, and started out to where we were talking. As she came up to us, I sad, Hi!, I'm trying to get him to mow my grass. She smiled, and said Oh!, I see. I said, Yes, I have lost the young man that used to mow my grass, because he has left for collage. She turned to look at the young man, Timmy, don't you think you would like to make some extra money? He replied, gee, Grandma, I don't have any equipment to take care of a yard.
I said, I have all the equipment you would need. All I need is someone to use it. He said, I don't know, what if I broke something?
Make a long story short. Grandma ask me if I had time for coffee?. I replied 'sure' She introduced herself to me as Rose Henderson. As we sat with our coffee, we just seamed to hit it off. Rose, told me, she had lived in this same house for 70 years. (Rose is now 92) She has seen every neighbor leave, and new ones come. As we talked, she said that she would talk to Timmy, about mowing my grass. She told me that Timmy had just turned 18, and would be graduating next year. I assured her that 'if' something broke, I would not hold him responsible.
We agreed to have coffee the next day, and said goodbye.
As I was driving home, and then the rest of the day, I did a lot of thinking. I really liked Rose, and began to feel a little guilty, because I 'knew' my intentions were somewhat devious.
The next morning as I was preparing to go to Rose's for coffee, I decided that the only honorable thing to do, was to just level with rose.
As we drank our coffee, and talked, I said, Rose! I need to tell you something. She just looked at me, with that inquiring look. I said, Rose, I haven't been completely honest with you. The reason, I wanted your grandson to come to my house, is that I was hoping to get him in bed. She just looked at me for I'm sure it was a minute, then she said, you know, I've thought about that too, but I wasn't sure about how he would feel, fucking his own grandmother. I then ask, then you aren't upset with me? She kind of smiled, and said, probably be the best thing to ever happen to him.
I was jubilant, and said, Rose, I promise, if you will help me get him to my house, I will find out how he would feel about fucking his grandmother. She had a big grin, and ask how could she help.
Several days, and several coffees, we had a plan.
As the weeks went by, Rose and I began to get very close. She began to tell me all about the neighborhood. With a glint in her eyes, and a little smile, she said she knew just about everything that went on in the neighborhood. I ask, what are you referring to? She replied that she knew about the affair tanner's wife was having with Richard Wilson, and the affair Wilson was having with Rick Stone's wife. And on, and on we went. Yes, I was soaking it up.
It seams that Rose is one of those people you just feel like telling your secrets too. ( I know, because I was feeling the same way) Rose assured me that she has never ratted on anyone, even though sometimes she wanted to, she had not. As she learned more, and more about the goings on, she even had some men telling her about their affairs.
She told me that one day, Jason Tanner told her that he was aware of his wife's affair with Wilson, but that if that was what it took to make her happy, he was all for it. She ask him, doesn't it bother you? He replied, not really, I got over that a long time ago. I ask her if he told her how he found out, and she answered that as a mater of fact, he did tell her, and so much more. I said, Rose, I would really love to know the 'whole' story. Rose drank some coffee, and, I could tell that she was deep in thought. Then looking me right in the eye, she said, OK, I'll tell you, but please don't ever tell anyone else. I agreed, cross my heart, and hope to die. (crossing my heart)
Rose took a deep breath, and said, It took Jason several weeks before he told me the complete story, but I'll try to tell you everything I know.
One Sunday, Jason, and I were having coffee, when he told me in a sort of a mater of fact way, that he knew about his wife, and Joe Wilson. I looked at him, and ask, how do you know for sure? He said, oh, I know for sure! I ask, how? He leaned back in his chair, took a sip of coffee, then said, OK, Rose, I'll tell you how I know for sure.
Lets see, I think it was about six months ago, Something I just never did, was come home early. At just past noon, there was a fire in the cafeteria, nothing too serious, but there was smoke in most of the building, so they told all of us we could go home while the clean up crew did their thing.
As I approached my house, I saw a car in the driveway. I just figured it was one of Cindy's friends, but the way the car was parked, I couldn't get into the driveway, so I parked in front. I opened the front door, and as soon as I opened the door, I heard them. I closed the door, and made my way back to the master bedroom, and the bedroom door was wide open. I stood in the doorway and watched them, as they were fucking like mad people. They were going at it like crazy people. I was stunned, to say the least. After several minutes, I took out my phone, and started taking pictures, because I wanted the proof. I think I took a dozen pictures, and they showed no indication they were in any way near finishing, so I decided to just back out, and leave them to their party.
I drove around a while, then went to the park, and sat on a bench, and just thought. I thought about a lot of things. Yes, I was hurt, knew I had been cheated on, got mad, got over being mad, got over feeling sorry for myself, decided to just play it cool. I wouldn't let her know that I knew, and just wait for the right time to drop it on her. I had to smile to myself, because I knew that now I was in control. When the time was right I would drop the bomb.
I arrived home at the usual time, and as soon as I entered the house, Cindy, threw her arms around me, and said, I'm so glad you're home. I have been so horny all day, as she started removing my tie, and I want you to come make love to me! We undressed me together, and she jumped on the bed, and spread her legs. (This is not the way we normally did it. It usually took a lot of foreplay to get her ready) As I got on the bed, she said, hurry, I need you, and reached down and grabbed my dick, and pulled it into her pussy. Her pussy was soppy, and I went all the way to the bottom. I must have thrust 15, or 20 times, when she said, Oh, honey, I'm Cumming. I thought yeah, sure you are. But then I felt her pussy squeezing my dick, so I knew she really was Cumming, and I yelled I'm Cumming, and boy, did I ever.
Every day, Cindy would drag me back to the bedroom, and fuck my brains out. I decided that if having an affair, was all it took, I wasn't going to say anything, and just enjoy her guilt. And that's pretty much it. I'm sure she doesn't have the slightest suspicion I know.
Rose, and I continued to have coffee two, to three times a week. I think Rose really needed someone to talk to, and I loved filling that need.
Then, one day Rose really blew me away. She ask, do you know that Cindy Tanner has told me about her affair? I ask, are you serious? She just nodded her head. I said, Rose please tell me everything you know.
Cindy, and I have been having coffee for a long time. One day, as we were casually discussing marriage in general, I said, I understand that a lot of times having sex outside of marriage can actually make the marriage stronger. I could tell she was really into deep thinking. Then I told her that it seamed like my husband, and I were drifting apart, and I had taken a lover. I am quite sure he never knew. She looked at me and ask, how long did you have your lover? I replied 10 years. Her eyes got wide, and she ask, are you serious?
I replied, yes, he was a very serious lover! She laughed, and said, he must have been to last 10 years. I then ask her, have you ever thought about taking a lover? She just sat, then said, Yes, I have thought about it. I ask, is there anyone in particular you have thought about? She looked at me as if she was trying to figure out if I knew anything.
I said, I was just wondering. I know, I think about a lot of men I would like to get into bed with. She looked at me, very wide eyed, and said, you're kidding, at your age. I replied, hey, don't count me down, and out. I still have the urge! She replied, Rose, I can't believe you still think about it!
About a week later Cindy, said Rose, I want to share something with you. I said I'm listening. Then she said, I don't know really how to tell you this. I said, why don't you start at the beginning?
One day, I was at my doctor's for just a routine check up, and as I was leaving, I found myself in an elevator with a very nice looking young man. As the elevator came down, and people got off, I wound up alone with him standing on my right. I have no idea why I did it, because I have never, ever, done anything like that in my life, but I reached over with my right hand, and felt his coach. He flinched slightly, but otherwise he just stood still. His dick was hanging down his left leg, and as I felt it, it began to respond, so I just kept feeling it. The elevator stopped, and I glanced up at the floor number, only to find that we were already down to the garage. I stepped out of the elevator, and turned to look at him. He then stepped out, and followed me to my car. I unlocked the doors, and opened the back door, and got into the back seat.
I immediately took off my panties, and spreads my legs. He stood there looking at me, then he got into the car, and closed the door. He pushed his pants, and underwear down past his knees, and got between my legs. I reached down, and taking hold of his dick, I guided it into my pussy. I was so wet, he went all the way to the bottom. He then began thrusting, and very soon was thrusting with a vengeance. I just vaguely heard his flanks slapping my butt, then I cum. Rose, I cum so hard I saw stars. I had never cum that hard before. As I was coming back to this world I realized that he was still thrusting, and I was beginning to respond. I started thrusting up to meet his every thrust, and in a minute or so, he began to speed up his thrusts, and then drove his dick to the bottom, and began to fill my pussy with his semen. I cum again. hard!
As we lay trying to get our breath, with his dick still all the way in me, as soon as I could speak, I said, I am married, and I know you are married too, but we just can not let this end here. (that was the first time either of us had spoken) he just said, I know.
Rose, every sense then we get together about once a week, and make wild passionate love.
Looking me in the eye. she said, I sure hope you don't think less of me, now that you know. I replied, of course not. What kind of plans do you have? She answered, I don't have any plans past our next meeting. I can't say that I don't love him, because I do love him, just not the way I love my husband. I think that what I really love is the wild, take no prisoners kind of sex we have. It leaves me completely physically, and emotionally exhausted, but still wanting more.
I ask her, does your husband know? (I already knew that he did) She replied, oh, heavens no. He doesn't have any suspicions, and I hope he never finds out. I ask, what if he does? She thought for quite a while, then said, I really don't know. I love my husband dearly, and it would kill me to lose him.
I ask her, how would you feel if your husband was to fuck another woman? (tell the truth, I was thinking about me, but then I doubt he would even be interested in an old woman like me) She was very thoughtful for a while, then said, I'm sure I wouldn't be too happy about it, but then, turn about is fair play.
I ask Jason one day, if under the circumstances he had thought about maybe having an affair. He replied, that he really had no desire to have an affair. I ask him, wouldn't you like to find out what being with another woman would be like? He replied, no, I really have no desire to experience another woman. The way Cindy makes love to me is all I want, or need. She keeps me so completely satisfied, I don't even jerk off anymore.
I still have coffee with Jason, and Cindy, and as far as I know, their situation hasn't changed to this day.
Still to come. More stories from Rose.
Martha Baker
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