Helen Piper had said to the man that she had only just met, Charles Meadows, that they would get in contact when she got home from her stay at the guest house where they had met but she decided that she could not wait that long.Sixty-three-year-old Helen was naked on the bed on which she and Charles, of similar age, had had sex the night before. It was Helen’s last night at the guest house.She rang the number that Charles had left with her. He had departed the guest house that morning.”Charles, it is Helen. How are you? I am missing you,” said Helen.”Helen, good to hear from you; I am missing you too,” replied Charles.”I know that I said I would ring you when I got home but I am naked on my bed, thinking of you,” said Helen.”Oh Helen, I wish I was there with you,” said Charles, his hand brushing his hardening penis through his trousers.”I wish that too; I am longing to be with you again,” continued Helen.”We can be, soon. Shall I come to you or you to me? Or maybe we could have a night in a hotel?” said Charles, who was as impressed with the attractive Helen as she seemed to be with him.”Perhaps a night in the hotel in the future, but maybe we should get to know each other in one of our houses first,” replied Helen.”Okay, yours or mine? And when?” said Charles.”As soon as possible and mine is quite secluded, but whatever you want,” said Helen, whose fingers were brushing her cunt.”Shall I bring my cane?” asked Charles. Their conversations had included reminiscing about canings at school in their late teen years and Charles’ experiences with the cane since.”Yes, bring your cane and could you come tomorrow, Friday, and stay the night?” said Helen enthusiastically.”Yes, I can stay tomorrow, and Saturday night too if you want,” said Charles, who now had his cock out of his clothing and was slowly wanking it to full erection.”Yes, yes. We can have so much fun in two nights and the daytime as well,” said Helen, her fingers now working in her cunt.”Helen, I am so pleased we met,” said Charles, now wanking faster.”Me too Charles. Spending time with you yesterday was lovely and last night was wonderful,” said Helen, teasing her clit and squirming her big arse on the bed.”Helen, I think that you should know that I have my stiff penis in my hand, thinking of you,” said Charles, now wanking at full speed.”Oh Charles, I am playing with myself thinking of you,” replied Helen, getting a bit agitated as her orgasm approached.”I am close to cumming, Helen. Can we see if we can cum together?” said a bahis siteleri now slightly breathless Charles.”Yes, I am almost there, nearly, oh fuck, yes…Charles, almost,” said Helen, about to cum.”Oh Helen, I can feel it building, I am about to ejaculate, oh…,” panted Charles.”Yes, yes, I am cumming, oh, oh, oh…cumming!” shouted Helen.”Yes Helen, I am cumming too,” announced Charles, as he wondered where his spunk was landing.They both got their breath back and then giggled. “First time I have ever done that,” said Charles.”What? Wank?” teased Helen.”No, wank while a woman was masturbating on the other end of a phone,” explained Charles, laughing.”Not something that I have done before, either,” replied Helen.They talked a bit more and Helen gave Charles her address for the next evening. “I think I need a shower now,” said Helen.”I have to try to get a cum stain out of the carpet,” said Charles.They looked forward to what they would be doing when they got together.Helen left the guest house on Friday morning and got the train home. She had to prepare for the guest that would be arriving at her house that evening. She tried to get her head around how things had moved so fast because she had only first had a conversation with Charles Meadows two days ago, apart from a ‘Good evening’ the previous night, and now he was to spend the weekend at her house.They had already had sex and, very probably, during the weekend Charles would be caning Helen’s arse, an arse that has not been caned for forty-five years.Charles packed a few things for his weekend away. He decided that he would probably not need any nightwear of any sort. Two things he did make sure that he took with him were his cane and his supply of Viagra. The cane had been in his possession for more than fifteen years. The previous one that he owned got broken across his backside when his late wife had been giving him a severe caning. His late wife had had her bottom caned many times, she had been caned at school and found it incredibly arousing, so the cane was a quite often used implement in their marriage.Charles took a Viagra tablet just before leaving home, in case sexual activity occurred soon after his arrival.Charles drove to Helen’s house and Helen came out to greet him as he pulled up in her short driveway. Charles had just managed to undo his safety belt and open the driver’s side door when Helen almost pounced on him.She was wearing a white blouse and blue jeans.”Oh, so good to see you; I have missed you,” said Helen, canlı bahis siteleri putting her lips on Charles’.”I have missed you too. We have not seen each other since, um…yesterday,” teased Charles, when the kissing broke.”Oh, I am behaving like a love-struck teen, aren’t I?” said an embarrassed Helen, feeling sure that she must be blushing.”Not at all, you are, um…” started Charles, trying to think of the right words.”Behaving like a love-struck teen, as I said,” said Helen, finishing the sentence for Charles.”Perhaps a little bit,” smiled Charles, now standing up.With his eyes on Helen, Charles undid the boot of his car and took out his bag with weekend essentials, and his cane.”God, I have not seen one of those since I was at school,” said Helen, her eyes on the cane.”No doubt we will discuss your schooldays and your headmistress during the weekend,” said Charles.”Will we?” smiled Helen.”Yes, and when we do, I want you to describe that second caning that you got, the one that turned you on,” said Charles.”Oh, and are you going to wank whilst I tell you?” laughed Helen, feeling very happy and relaxed.”I will no doubt get aroused but I want to know your thoughts and feelings as you remember them before the caning, during the caning and after the caning,” said Charles.”And what makes you think that I want to talk about the caning?” asked Helen, smiling.”Because I think it will turn you on. My late wife used to love talking about the canings that she got at school as an eighteen-year-old,” replied Charles.They had gone into Helen’s house whilst talking and Charles made a point of placing the cane on a coffee table.Helen looked at the cane but said nothing on the subject. “Sit down Charles, would you like a drink? Coffee perhaps or wine?” asked Helen, indicating the sofa.”I will have whatever you want, dear lady,” said Charles, sitting on the three-seat sofa in such a way that wherever Helen put her arse, she would be close to him.Helen returned with two glasses of wine and squeezed in next to Charles on the sofa. They giggled and then kissed.”Wasn’t it wonderful, us meeting? It feels like we have known each other for ages,” said Helen.”It was wonderful; I thought how nice you looked that first evening that you arrived and I am so glad that I spoke to you the next morning,” replied Charles, before they kissed again, this time for longer.”Shall we leave the cane and talk of school canings until tomorrow?” asked Charles, who had had his trousers unzipped by Helen as they canlı bahis kissed.”We could, but can you think of anything else that we could do to pass the time?” responded Helen, squeezing Charles’ cock through his underpants.”We could, perhaps, do some fucking,” said Charles, massaging Helen’s tits through her blouse.”I suppose we could,” replied Helen, undoing the belt on Charles’ trousers.Charles unbuttoned Helen’s blouse and pulled it out of her jeans so that it could be removed.”Shall we take our wine to the bedroom?” said Helen, feeling more alive than she had done in ages apart from when she was with Charles two nights before.”Certainly, Mrs Piper,” replied Charles.They stood up from the sofa and Helen led the way. Charles gave her a friendly slap on her arse over her jeans. “Hey!” said Helen, laughing over her shoulder.”Sorry, it was so tempting,” said Charles.They went upstairs, chatting and giggling as they went, Charles mentally congratulated himself on having the foresight to take a tablet before leaving home.They each sipped their wine before putting the glasses down.”This time we do not have people in the adjoining room,” said Helen, referring to their previous fuck in the guest house.”That might be good news when the cane is put to use tomorrow,” said Charles.”Oh yes, the cane,” smiled Helen, rubbing her arse cheeks but not sure if she was really looking forward to her first caning since she was eighteen.”Well, that is for tomorrow, let’s get on with the here and now,” said Charles, moving towards Helen and gently turning her around so that she had her back to him.Charles cupped Helen’s tits over her bra as he kissed her neck. Helen mewed as she pushed her arse against Charles’ crotch, he was still clothed but his belt and zip on his trousers had been undone downstairs.”This is heaven,” breathed Helen, as Charles nibbled at her ear and her backside and his crotch remained in contact.Charles undid and removed Helen’s bra so now his hands and fingers were in contact with her bare tits and nipples as their arousals increased.Helen was happy for Charles to lead; she was enjoying the seduction and she knew from two nights before that she would enjoy the fucking that it was heading for.Charles slowly kissed his way down Helen’s naked back and then caressed her jeans covered buttocks as he knelt behind her. He reached around and undid her jeans and then slowly pulled them down, revealing her large arse cheeks in green knickers.Helen stepped out of the jeans at her feet when Charles indicated that she should and then she felt her backside becoming bare as Charles, very slowly, lowered her knickers. Charles gently kissed Helen’s buttocks as she stepped out of her knickers; she was not far off cumming.