College boy with widowed landlady

[Gareman]

Scenario: College student (Greg) moves into an upper apartment being rented by a 45 year old widow (Joan).

Greg has left home for the first time. He misses his girlfriend Melanie who is attending a different college. He and Joan become friends, platonic at first, but slowly it evolves into (?????).

Joan has lost her zest for life after the death of her husband, five years ago. She has 2 grown children (son and daughter) who both live out of twon with their families. She has vowed to never date and definitely never marry again. The thought of sex doesn't ever occur to her. Her sex life with her husband was very conservative and since he was the only lover she ever had, she hasn't been exposed to a lot sexually.

Carol is Joan's best friend. She also has kids grown and out of town. She is still happily married and provides emotional support to Joan. She may work in sexually later, but at first she will be Joan's advisor.

Melanie is Gregs girlfriend also living away from home for the first time. She and Greg have been dating for 2 years. He is the only serious boyfriend she has ever had. She is still very naive and probably can be enticed into some sexual adventures while at college.


Characters:

Greg (Me)

Need: Joan , Carol, Melanie (others to entertain Melanie)


Let's Go !!

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I spent most of the evening going through my stuff. My buddies had left earlier, leaving me to organize my posessions and settle into the apartment I had rented.

Joan had stopped up several times to make sure I was okay. She seemed like a nice lady, mid-forties average "mom-like" appearance. She had stocked my refrigerator with basic items, knowing I'd be unprepared for the first little while. It was just one of a number of thoughtful things she had done to make my move easier.

Right now I just missed Melanie so badly. Our lovemaking the last couple of days had become more and more intense, in anticipation of our separation. The final "gift" she had given me was to allow me to videotape our last lovemaking session. It was something to, as she said "keep your hands busy".

I had filmed her stripping and masturbating for the camera. I thought I was going to cum in my pants as I filmed. Then I set up the camera on a tripod to catch the rest of the action. It was the one possession that I kept with me throughout the entire drive. I didn't want it to be misplaced during the move.

Now, after setting up the TV and VCR, I sat on the floor and watched the amateur video we had created....

 

[ladyofsin_98]

After taking a refreshing shower before going to bed, my thoughts suddenly went back to the nice boy upstairs all left alone with nothing to do on a night like this. I hurriedly dried my hair with the hairdryer and just let it fall naturally then putting after bath lotion all over my body, I put on a cotton robe and decided to check up on him. I wonder if he had set the thermostat properly in the refrigerator and as I was about to open the door to his room, my senses were suddenly assailed by something I have not heard in a very long time...a womans voice moaning...a sound not of pain...but a moan of pleasure.
I was about to open the door and castigate him for bringing a woman into his room, something I have absolutely specified as a no-no, when I heard someone get up and move to the fridge...then hearing a soda can opened. I thought how can a woman continue to moan while he gets up and gets a soda from the fridge at the same time? So I decided to open the door bit by bit and saw the answer. He was watching a xxx rated movie on video when I suddenly thought...but... that man in the video is him!...Greg my new boarder! Is he going through college as a porn star? I wondered.
The moans from the television were getting more intense causing my eyes to rivet on the action on screen. I saw him fucking this woman with wild abandon and soon I began feeling something tingling all over my body and getting warm between my thighs...my breathing became ragged and labored as I stood there looking at the screen not realizing my hand had gone down between my thighs and was caressing the mound of my pussy through the cotton fabric of my robe...and feeling my knees weaken, I soon realized my body had leaned too far into the door causing it to open causing Greg to look at the opening door and me...my hand now inside my robe touching myself and exposing my soft creamy thighs to his sight.

 

[delicieuse]

I sit in my dorm room, all alone, thinking dreamily about my boyfriend Greg...I can't believe we've been apart for a whole week. He promised me that he'd dub a copy of the tape we had made earlier, but I don't know how long that'll take.
My roommate Elissa has had a different guy in our room every night. They make sooo much noise, I can't sleep. So I lie there under my covers and touch myself, thinking of Greg.
As soon as I turn on the TV, the doorknob opens and in comes Elissa with a GIRL. Hmmm, this could get interesting. They barely mutter a "Hi Melanie" before disappearing into Elissa's bedroom. Wow. I can't wait to tell Greg.
*Yawn.* Everything is a stupid commercial. I finally settle the station onto Jeopardy, when the sounds begin. Oh shit, I grin. Elissa's voice moans over and over, while her companion shouts obsenities. My hand trails subconsciously to between my legs, rubbing my crotch slowly and lightly. The moaning and shouting gets louder as two girls in the next room are fucking. I can't believe it. I HAVE to call Greg.
I take my right hand away from my pussy to use the phone. I punch in Greg's new phone number at his apartment, and wait for the ringing...

 

[Gareman]

I heard a large thud. Racing toward my door, I found Joan. She had fallen. I helped her up.

"Are you alright ?", I asked, concerned for the nice lady.

She nodded, staring into the livingroom. The television was visible from here and she had seen my little going away gift.

I crossed the room hitting the stop button.

"That is my girlfriend Melanie," I explained, "she wanted to make sure I didn't forget her while we are apart. Come on and sit down."

 

[ladyofsin_98]

As I fell, my hand, that was playing with my clit inside my robe while listening to Greg's girlfriend's moans, got caught on the belt as I instinctively held out both hands to catch my fall on the floor. This caused the entire front of my robe to open as I stumbled and fell, my shoulder hitting the floor and my entire body landing on my back.
There I was, embarrased to death on being caught peeping on him until I noticed the entire front of my robe had opened exposing my nakedness to his eyes...and thats when I noticed him staring at my exposed body...and it has been so long a man has looked at me that way that I began to have goosepimples on my arms, then on the parts of my body Greg was staring at...my white creamy thighs smoothly lotioned from my bath, my firm breasts, the nipples now slowly going erect as he continued to stare at them.
As he reached out his hand to help me get up, I grabbed it hesitantly, not knowing in the least what he had in mind after looking at my exposed body, but I could'nt care less since that increasing heat between my thighs was beginning to feel good and I was just about ready to reach an orgasm while touching myself if the door had not abruptly opened causing me to fall.
I look at him as I get up completely but his eyes were still upon my body. I didnt make a move to cover myself as I stood in front of him. Then he gently took his hand away from mine and touched the folds of my open robe...then as he slowly started to slip them off my shoulders, I closed my eyes and sighed deeply my heart pulsing heavily against my now aching breasts, until I felt my robe fall completely at my feet...

 

[Gareman]

Seeing Joan naked intrigued me. I had never seen an older woman's body before. She seemed to be mesmerized and totally at my mercy. I slipped her robe off of her shoulders and allowed it to fall to the floor. I knew I could do anything I wanted to her, but something inside told me it wasn't right.

I picked up her robe and slipped it over her shoulders.

"I'll turn down the volume on the TV so it won't disturb you again," I muttered leading her to the door. She followed my lead easily.

"Have a great night," I said, closing the door behind her and retreating back into the livingroom.

Just as I settled in, the phone rang. It was Melanie.

"Hi, baby," I said excitedly, "I miss you so much already !"