I’ve always been fairly open minded about age and I’ve had lovers that varied in age. Most were close to my age or younger, the youngest being 10 years my junior. I’ve never really had the opportunity to have a no strings relationship with an older man until recently. I met him thru a website that caters to adults looking for sex only playmates. It may not be the safest way to meet people but it’s no worse or even a little better than meeting someone in a bar. He initiated contact and we began to correspond. After a few messages back and forth I allowed him to call me at work one day. That call led to him giving me his cell number and his office number. We had several phone conversations and chatted online every night for about two weeks. He sent me pictures, I send him pictures. He’s tall and well built. He’s a business man in a lucrative field that I used to be involved in. We know some of the same people and our friendship progressed quickly. I began to feel very comfortable with him even though we hadn’t met. The holidays are busy for me and it was looking like a time to meet was just not in the stars until after New Years. Then one Wednesday night plans changed and suddenly I ended up with about 3 hours on my hands. I called and he told me to come on over. I took down directions to his house and called when I pulled in the driveway to let him know I had arrived. He opened the door and watched me as I walked in from the driveway. His bold appraisal of me did not bother or unnerve me. In fact I found it exciting in a strange way. As I stepped up on the porch I could finally get a good look at him. I was not disappointed. He is tall with dark hair, slightly graying, the physical presence of the ex-football player he is and glasses that make him look intelligent and fatherly at the same time. I am a tall woman (5ft9in) but as I stepped over the threshold and looked up at him I felt small. He smiled down at me and the first words he said were “Pretty girl”. That may not sound like words that might make a girl wet, but they did. He has a deep melodic southern voice, the kind that calms animals and lulls children to sleep. It also, evidently, makes some women want to offer themselves to him immediately. I knew about the voice from the phone calls but to see the package and hear the voice at the same time effected me in a very pleasant way. I stepped over the threshold and up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I expected it to be a hello kind of kiss, nothing too exciting. I thought we might at least close the door first. As I placed my hand on his shoulder and lifted up on my toes his arm went around my waist, his hand went to the small of my back and he pressed me against him as he kissed me passionately. I almost dropped my purse as my body responded to him. His body responded to me also, nudging me in the stomach due to his height. I pulled away first, leaning my head back to look at his face. He smiled and said “I’m glad to see you. Did you have any trouble finding your way? Of course you didn’t, you’re a very smart girl.” I said “It’s right where you said it would be” and he laughed. He released me from his embrace and moved me into the room so he could close the door. I put my purse and coat on a chair and he asked me to come sit with him on the sofa. I sat down close to him and said “Am I what you expected?” He laughed and said “Better! Am I what you expected?” I also said “Better.” We looked at each other for a moment and then he pulled me to him again. He began to kiss me slowly and deeply. We were both sucking and nibbling each other’s tongues. I like to kiss and he is a fine kisser, gentle and firm at the same time. My body was reacting in a major way. He moved from my mouth to my neck and then to my ears. I reacted like he had shocked me. When I’m turned on, someone nibbling on my ears will almost make me cum. I pressed my body hard against him and I heard myself moaning. As he released my earlobe he said, panting slightly “Maybe we should move to a more comfortable spot?” I really didn’t care where we went as long as it involved getting naked and feeling his flesh against mine. He escorted me to the bedroom and turned on the light. I was very glad to see a king sized bed, already turned down. I guess it could have been more romantic. He could have slowly undressed me and laid me down gently on the bed as he caressed my body. That’s not what happened. Remember, this is a meeting that was arranged purely for sex. He and I both undressed ourselves. He finished first and lay back on the bed to watch me remove the rest of my undergarments. As I removed the bra he smiled and said “Beautiful breasts with pink nipples. Is everything pink?” I stepped out of my panties and began to crawl up the bed. “You’re about to find out” I said as I straddled him. I positioned my wet pussy on top of his cock and began to rock back and forth as I looked down at him. He has just enough hair on his chest to make it interesting. There’s gray mixed in the black but not a lot. His cock is above average in size but not uncomfortably huge. I like the way he fit between my legs, nice narrow hips below a wide chest. His hands roamed over my body as he appraised me. He stopped at my thigh and stared for a moment. “Tattoo” I said. "I guess I didn’t mention that." “No you didn’t” he said as he lifted himself up to look at it. “Does it bother you?” I asked. “Not unless it bothers you” he said. “It’s doesn’t bother me. It’s not the only one I have.” I said with a laugh. His eyes swept my body and then went back to my face with a questioning look. “I have one on my back also” I said. “May I see it?” he asked and I nodded. He rolled me off him onto my stomach and began to examine my back. “Mermaids” he said as his hands stroked the inked skin. I think people who don’t have tattoos sometimes expect to feel the lines. The tattoo is actually a mermaid making love to a human woman. I didn’t correct him but it only took him a moment to realize his mistake. “Ah, it’s not two mermaids.” I could feel his finger trace the line of the design. “A lover of women. Have you been with women before?” he asked. “I have, a time or two” I answered. His hands began to explore further on my back, down to my hips and finally to the line formed by my ass meeting my thigh. “Does that bother you?” I asked. “No, I love women. I can understand it.” He said in a low voice as his hands began to dip between my thighs. He nudged my legs further apart and began to stroke the tender interior of my thighs. I could feel the moisture as his fingers glided thru it. He didn’t rush to the source of the wetness. Instead he continued to lightly stroke me as he kissed my back. I was beginning to feel the stirring of an orgasm and he hadn’t even really touched me yet. I think he felt me trembling a little so he stopped and turned me over so we were face to face again. He parted my legs and continued to stroke further and further up my thigh. Lightly touching the line at my crotch made by the angle of my spread leg. He bent his head and began to gently suck the nipple closest to him as his hand continued its work. I would like to pretend that I was clever and took control at that moment, but I didn’t. I was paralyzed. His head moved away from me and he leaned back to look between my legs as his hand finally touched the lips of my pussy. “Pink” he said as he leaned back down to kiss me. His fingers were still slow and gentle but now they were in the center of me. I wish I could explain what he was doing with his hand, every man should learn to do this. It was a combination of finger strokes and gently rolling my clit between him forefinger and thumb. I was floating away on a cloud of pleasure, caught in that place where you’re about to cum but it just goes on and on. While he was doing that he continued to kiss my face and my neck. I was so close I began to shake a little. As soon as he felt that, plus the telltale signs between my legs, he took my earlobe between his lips and began to gently suck. I started cumming immediately. I came so hard I wanted to get away from him but I was frozen by the sensation. I’m sure I did a lot of things during that time but I couldn’t tell you what any of them were. I was unaware of everything except the waves of pleasure. As soon as my orgasm started to taper off and I began to be aware of him again, his hand left the space between my legs. I was relieved to close my legs for a minute and pressed my thighs together. “Not so fast, pretty girl” he said as he eased my legs apart and kneeled between them to press the head of his cock against the lips of my pussy. He looked at my face with a questioning look, like he was making sure it was okay. My hand went down to grasp his hard cock and he raised himself over my body and put his hands on either side of me to support his weight above me. I guided the head into me and then he eased it the rest of the way inside me. I could feel my pussy walls contract around him as he entered. He didn’t hurry as he eased inside me and then began to move in and out slowly while he watched my face. I watched him back. I like to watch a man’s face while he fucks me. It gives me a thrill to watch the pleasure build. His pace quickened and I matched it with my own. I wrapped my legs around him but after a moment he stopped and looped my right leg over his arm and left my other leg to loose. I used that foot to brace me against his body slamming into mine. Despite the fact that I didn’t expect to cum again so soon I began to feel it building again. He stopped and said “get on top” we quickly changed places and I slipped his cock back inside me and began to ride him. I watched his face as I enjoyed the feel of his prick sliding in and out of me. The interrupted orgasm was back and about to happen. I said “I’m about to cum” and he said “Me too”. I could feel the first contractions of the muscles inside me almost sucking his cock and I began to cum. I watched his face as he watched mine. When I couldn’t stand it anymore I threw my head back and continued to ride him hard. I felt him stiffen under me and as my orgasm peaked and I looked back down I got to see his face as he enjoyed his own orgasm. He reached up and pulled me down to him. He rocked both of us back and forth or a moment and then rolled on his side, laying me on my side against him. We were both breathing hard. He looked at me, kissed my forehead and laughed as he hugged me to him. “Are you pleased?” I asked him with my head nuzzled under his chin. “Are you kidding? Hell yes I’m pleased. Are you?” I paused for just a minute and then said “Hell yes” and laughed. .