I was in a deep sleep, sated by several hours of energetic love-making the night before when something in the room moved and I came too quickly. Standing naked at the window with her back to me was Pippa, my lover from last night and the host of the cottage in Dorset I had rented.
I enquired if everything was OK? Pippa replied that it was and that her other guests were leaving early. They appeared to be keen bird watchers judging by the equipment they had with them.
Pippa turned and came back to bed. I made no attempt to hide the way I admired her naked body. Pippa lay beside me and we kissed gently. The room was warm and the scent of sex was obvious. I got up to use the bathroom and on the way back fed a couple more logs into the wood-burning stove.
I asked if Pippa would like some coffee and she said that would be nice. I also collected the whisky glasses we had taken to bed with us during our epic shagging session. As I collected the glasses I leant over and kissed each of Pippa’s nipples.
I went to the kitchen, rinsed the glasses and filled the old-fashioned percolator that Pippa had equipped the kitchen with. I found some coffee cups and got some brioche rolls ready to warm up.
I popped my head around the bedroom door to find out how Pippa liked her coffee. I was delighted to see her lying there with her legs spread gently masturbating. I stood and watched and my cock began to swell.
I asked if Pippa would like the dildo we had used last night but she replied that she was looking forward to my cock.
Coffee could wait, I quickly ran to the kitchen to turn the percolator off and returned to the bedroom, following my erection.
We rolled around on the bed for a few minutes before Pippa straddled me and took my cock deep inside herself in one thrust. We were both highly aroused and Pippa had been masturbating so I slid into her soaking pussy easily.
What followed was a deeply satisfying, unhurried morning fuck. Pippa stayed on top and set the pace, sometimes she was facing me and I got to admire her bouncing breasts other times she faced away from me and I could admire her grey ponytail swaying. Both were equally arousing for me.
I came first and then helped Pippa climax with my fingers in her pussy. After she had stopped panting she licked my fingers clean of her pussy juice and my cum and then asked me to make coffee for us both.
As I was making coffee, Pippa came out of the bedroom naked and sat at the small table in the kitchen. We had worked up an appetite and enjoyed our Coffee and brioche rolls.
The conversation between us was easy and relaxed. Pippa told me that she and her husband had moved down from London about six years ago after the law firm in which he was a partner merged and he was offered a generous severance package. At the same time, she decided to retire early from teaching which she no longer enjoyed after being promoted to deputy head.
The idea had been to try their hand at farming or at least managing a farm which proved to be much harder than they had imagined. As the farm was far too big for them Pippa had set about turning some of the buildings into holiday lets. This proved to be far more successful.
Things were muddling along until one morning Pippa found her husband in bed with the two Polish girls they had hired to help around the cottages. She admitted that after initially being shocked she had watched the threesome for a while without the other participants knowing. She was impressed with her husband’s vigour and that his cock was much harder than when he fucked her. She later found a Viagra wrapper in the bin which explained his hard-on.