Now, face to face, I was stunned. My reaction was instant and surprising he was adorable and definitely interested in me. We chatted over a few drinks... and a couple of dances later we snuck outside for a quick smoke.Before I knew it, I was plastered against the wall. Taken aback, but not upset, I allowed him the liberty of pillaging my lips with his. The kiss was hot, and torrid. As our tongues danced, a surprising passion flared, and my knees started quaking. The sudden opening of the door. Me ftv ka chanel laga diya aur janbhujh kar uske taraf dekhne laga, wah bahut sidhi thi aur wo thodi ghabra gai, fir maine usse kitchen se paani mangwaya aur paani lete samay uske hath ko ko sahlane laga, jab mai uske haath ko sehla raha tha tab mera lund ekdam khada ho gaya aur use chodne ke liya utsuk ho gaya.Mai fir nahane k liya gaya aur kapde nahi le gaya, maine nahate samay apne lund ko hilaya aur jorjor se aaaaaahhhhhh ki awaj nikalne laga tabhi maine bathroom ka darwaja kholkar usse. ”“Move over.”She turned out the light as I did so and we settled ourselves in happy, sweaty exhaustion under her covers. We kissed in the moonlight through the blinds and she chuckled, “You are now hired every night for massages.”“Gladly.”“And don’t worry about the pay; it’s the same.”“There’s no need.”“You’re my man. I want to spend a little money on you. You’re not rich.” I said nothing and she continued, “Men give their women money all the time.”“True.”“So it’s not a problem?”“A little, but. As we chatted away I found her to be quite religious and her husband was a tyrant, made her feel useless etc. Somehow I steered the conversation round to sex and she said “John hasn’t shown any interest for years” she looked glum as she said it.“That’s a shame” I replied as I looked at her she wasn’t too bad looking for her age, “Do you know how old I am” she said “No” “Well I’m 72” “Well you don’t look it” I replied, she smiled again. As the discussion moved on she let it slip that she liked.