Desperate for money to stave off our eviction, after my husband became redundant last fall, I finally agreed to a neighbors suggestion. It was my husband who'd told Sam about our plight, so when my husband was out looking for work one afternoon, he called over and made me an offer. Sam offered to help us out financially if I helped him with some sexual release.
Sam isn't a bad looking guy. In fact he's kind of handsome for a man who's in his fifties, but when he first suggested helping us out, I flattly turned him down. A few weeks later and lots of letters from the bank, it was my turn to seek him out.
I waited until my husband left for an interview and knocked on his front door. When he opened the front door, we both knew why I was there. Ushering me into his front room, Sam asked me if I was sure. Taking off my top and lowering my short skirt told Sam all he needed to know, as I was naked beneath.
In the hour or so I was there, I never meant to enjoy what we did, but I'd be a liar if I said I didn't enjoy every tongue lick on my pussy, clit and asshole. And I'd definitely be lying if I said I wasn't totally thrilled by the orgasms his meaty fat cock gave me when he fucked my asshole.
We didn't have protection that time, so I wouldn't let him fuck my pussy. The following week, the week my husband started his new job, Sam had bought all we needed, and I gave myself completely to the fifty plus year old neighbor of ours.
Over the next couple of weeks, weeks in which Sam paid me lots of money, the older man taught me ways to orgasm that I and my husband had never tried before.
Sam had me at one stage squat naked above his face. He eased two fingers up my pussy and two deep inside my asshole, and then began to lick and suck on the area I now know is called the perineum. The build up to my orgasm, which was immense, was just as amazing as the orgasm itself and it's become a total favourite of mine now.
My husbands first wage went into the bank, so I immediately told Sam, our brief but sexually satisfying affair was over. He told me he understood and handed me a final payment, but not before I sucked his cock to completion in his kitchen. The extra money was a thank you for making as he put it "An older man happy".
The money Sam handed over for the sexual times we had together, made awful big difference and pretty much ensured we kept our home. It also gave us time for me to find a better job. We are now finacially sound and I don't see us falling down that pathway again, but I will own upto to missing Sam and his wonderful ways of making me cum.