Erotica: different erotic short stories

Widow Tom

My name is Tom, I am 60 years old (but have been told I look a lot younger), my wife passed away suddenly just over a year ago, for a long time I was very low, I just could not get used to her not being with me any longer. The couple that live next door were very good, Paul would come in for a chat and a drink and his wife Julie would shop for me, sometimes cook me a meal and help me clean the house.

Julie is mid thirties, she has a teenage daughter and a son aged 10, she is a very bubbly, lively lady with a great sexy figure – I must admit over the last few months she has been the object of many of my erotic dreams and fantasy’s. My late wife was 15 years younger than me and we were very active sexually, since she died my s*x life has been non-existent – that is apart from me playing with myself to relieve my frustrations.

One day over coffee Julie told me how worried they were, their car needed a lot of work doing to it and they couldn’t afford to pay for the repairs, I suggested she could look after my house, the shopping, cooking on a permanent basis, basically to become my ‘part time housekeeper’ of course I would pay her, that way I wouldn’t have to cope by myself and she would have some more money coming in – and to thank her for all she has done for me in the past I would pay for the repair bill on their car, Julie’s face lit up, “Thanks Tom, that would be great, but are you sure? I mean – you know I don’t mind helping out but the money would come in handy” I told her I was sure, my mind was made up and asked her if she wanted to start our arrangement the next day.

For the next few weeks Julie came in every morning, I really looked forward to seeing her, it was certainly nice to have someone to talk to, more importantly someone who made me feel alive again – sexually! It was the middle of summer, very hot and Julie would often wear skimpy clothes, sometimes just a pair of shorts and a T shirt which showed off her t**s which were quite large, if I was lucky she would go braless, her n*****s poking out of the material of her top. After she went home I would think of her whilst playing with my d**k, imagining myself sucking on her t**s, she sucking on my d**k, me f*****g her – Oh how I was missing s*x!

One day over coffee Julie mentioned that Paul’s firm were cutting his hours, “If I didn’t have the money you paid me coming in I don’t think we could manage” she told me, “If things carry on like this I will have to get an evening job as well” she said, this was my chance, I had been waiting for this moment, I knew they were short of money but wondered just how far she would go to earn extra cash, nervously I said to her “Julie, can I suggest something to you? There is a way that you could earn more money working here but I don’t want you to take it the wrong way, if I was to suggest something to you would you promise to think about it?” Julie looked at me inquisitively, “I’m intrigued Tom, tell me more” she said, “Well Julie, you must know how much I like you being here, it makes me feel so good just having you around, you’ve made me feel alive again, the thing is Julie I’ve started to think about you sexually, when I dream I fantasise about making love to you” I went on to tell her that before my wife died I would have s*x three or four times a week and that I missed it so much.

Julie was quiet for a while, it seemed she couldn’t think of what to say, “Tom, you are a very nice man and I’m flattered that you think about me that way but I love Paul and there would be no way I would cheat on him, no matter how much money was involved” “No, Julie, you don’t understand, I wouldn’t expect to touch you or for you to touch me, what I thought was that maybe while you were over here you could wear something sexy, maybe every now and then give me a glimpse of your t**s, you know, flirt a little, tease a bit, you could indulge this old guys fantasy’s, c’mon Julie, what do you say, if you say yes I will pay you well”

Well, at least she was still here, she hadn’t walked out so maybe I was in with a chance, after what seemed like ages she spoke, “So all you would want me to do is to act in a sexy way, to give you an occasional show, you wouldn’t expect more, is that what you are saying?”

“That’s all I ask Julie, you have a think about it and let me know what you decide”

“Ok tom, I’ll do that but I want to make it clear that if I do there will be no contact between us, ok?

The next day when Julie turned up I was dismayed to see her wearing jeans and a baggy sweater, she must have noticed the look on my face and laughed, “Don’t worry Tom, I’ll do as you ask but I thought I would bring a change of clothes with me so if you don’t mind I’ll just nip upstairs and change” She came back down and entered the kitchen where I had just made coffee, “Well, what do you think, will this do for you Sir?” she joked, spinning around to give me a good view of her, she had on a very short mini skirt, her black stocking tops were visible, a tight blouse which was very sheer, her lacy bra underneath vaguely showed the dark outline of her n*****s, she looked very sexy indeed, “You look great Julie, just great!” I told her, my d**k was straining against my pants, “I’ve been thinking about what you told me Tom and I can understand what you are going through, don’t you think you ought to get out and try to meet someone, it must be very hard for you right now”

“You’re right Julie but I don’t want to get involved with someone just now, I was thinking of phoning one of those ‘agencies’, you know, pay for a girl to visit me, do you think I should?” I asked, “No Tom, I don’t think that’s the answer” Julie said, “Let me see if I can come up with something, somehow there must be a way that I can help you Tom, leave it to me” she told me. Julie got on with her work, from then on she did as I asked, she playfully exposed herself to me as she did the chores, whenever she noticed me looking she flaunted herself, bending over allowing me to see her panties etc. this is how things went for the next few days, she got a little more daring as time went by, wearing skimpy tops with no bra or shirts that were almost totally unbuttoned, her t**s almost falling out as she leaned forward. One day over coffee I asked her if she would feel comfortable if I was to play with myself while she went about her work, she told me as long as there was no contact between us I could do whatever pleased me, trying not to push my luck I asked her if she would take off her top so that I could see her t**s, again she followed my request, she stood up and pulled her top over her head now just dressed in a skirt and stockings, her t**s were magnificent, they looked firm and although not massive had lovely thimble sized n*****s, just right for sucking on I thought, “What about my skirt Tom? Would you like me to take that off as well?” she asked, this was going better than I thought it would, “You know I would like that Julie” I told her. Slowly she reached behind herself and unzipped the skirt letting it fall to the floor, she stood there now just wearing her stockings, suspenders and a pair of tiny lacy panties, I could see the darkness of her bush through the material, my d**k was rock hard, almost to the point of bursting, “Can I play with myself now Julie” I asked, will you dance for me as I wank on my d**k?” “You go ahead Tom” she replied, I quickly slid my trousers down and my 10 inch d**k sprang out, I looked at Julie, she started to play with her t**s as I slowly wanked myself, “I didn’t realise your c**k was so big Tom” she said tweaking her n*****s between her fingers, “Do you like big d***s Julie? Tell me, does Paul have a big d**k? Does he f**k you good Julie? I watched her as I pumped my d**k, she was getting turned on, I could see she was enjoying watching me as much as I enjoyed watching her, “Yes, I love big c***s” she said as she slid her hand inside her panties, “C’mon Tom, let me see you c*m, show me your spunk” she moaned as she continued to play with herself, my d**k was throbbing, I knew it wouldn’t last long before I shot my load, seeing Julie play with herself, looking at her lovely t**s and near naked body was too much, “I’m Cumming” I said as I furiously wanked my d**k, shooting my c*m in Julie’s direction, unfortunately she was too far away and it streamed out across the room landing on the carpet, I collapsed back into the chair, my d**k still throbbed, spunk still oozing out. Julie came over to me, leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead, “Was that good for you Tom, did I turn you on as much as you thought I would?” she asked. I told her I had not experienced an orgasm like that for a long time, “Will you let me do that again sometimes Julie?” I asked her, “Anytime you want Tom, anytime I’m here” she said. She went back upstairs and got back into her ‘Normal’ clothes, when she came back down she said “Tom, I’ve been thinking, there’s a woman I know, she’s called Alice, about 45 and divorced, nice looking, would you like me to try to fix you up with a date with her, I’m sure she would love to meet you, what do you say?” “I don’t know Julie, I’m pretty much stuck in my ways now, I told you I’m not sure I can handle getting involved with anyone right now. Let me have a think about it Julie, ok?”