When I was 17 I had a very compassionate, plump widow in her 60's. She had the appearance of a cuddly, motherly grandma, I came as a child often at her home.

When I was 17 I began to look at her with different eyes and she noticed the difference by me. One hug from her excited me strongly and in the beginning she just had a smile and a friendly compliment for me as she felt my hard on pressing against her big, round belly.
Some hugs and exciting later she gave me my first handjob and a couple of weeks later she suggested we could spend some time in bed together (because I was very excited and intrusive to her).

For me it was a revelation, although I very clumsily was but the widow was very patient and understanding with me, she let me do my thing with her.
But in a few months time she had taught me a lot and found as much as pleasure as me in bed together.

More than 9 years we've shared her bed with each other (I couldn't get enough of her) but at some point the widow told me that she wanted to atop because she thought that I had to go to make a family for my own.

We kept sleeping together until I found me a woman (simular to the widow) and a year later I've married her.
I'm still grateful to the widow and I often visit her (we don't have sex toghether). Sometimes my wife comes with me because she knows about widow and me.